25 comments/ 93519 views/ 107 favorites Kate and Jake Ch. 01 By: JamesMarin Thanks to Tigersman for editing. ***** The front door opened and Kate and Jake almost fell inside, still panting from their run, Kate with sweat marks on her light grey T-shirt, under her arms and between her breasts, Jake with beads of sweat on his brow. Kate was an attractive, fit, thirty-four year old, and Jake was her eighteen year old son. Kate fell pregnant to her high school sweetheart, and Jake was born when she was sixteen. Jake looked at his young mother and thought how desirable she looked with patches of sweat on her shirt, nipples faintly visible through the material stretched over her pert breasts, and slim, fit, feminine figure. He nearly said so, but pulled himself up and said instead, "Well done, Mum. You beat me fair and square in the final sprint home." "Only because you let me", she chuckled as she slumped into a lounge chair. Jake was a footballer in constant training, so it was unlikely that his mother could beat him in a running race, although she was fit, worked out, and it was possible that in a sprint, one she announced and thereby had a split second advantage in, she might have actually won fair and square." "No, Mum, you called it, and you won. Now, would you like a sports drink or a cup of tea?" "Tea would be nice", she replied. "Okay, I'll make it", he said. The bond between them was unusually good for mother and son. She had lived with her parents until her studies were over, but once she had a good professional job and qualified for a mortgage she left home, and they moved into this house. Jake had an excellent relationship with his grandparents, who had played a big part in looking after him while his mother finished school and then went on to university, but for most of his primary, secondary, and now tertiary education it had been just him and her, and the mutual dependence and fellowship created a strong bond between them. Jake always respected the fact that she was his mother, and she loved her son, but they were also the best of friends, confidants, and companions. Kate had a live-in lover for four years, effectively Jake's defacto stepfather for that period, but that relationship ended about eighteen months ago when he moved out. She called out so he could hear her from the kitchen: "I'm going to have a quick shower while you're boiling the kettle." "Okay," he called back, "but don't be long - it's already on." "I'll be quick", she assured him as she got up and went to the bathroom. About ten minutes later, as he put her cup of tea and his bottle of electrolyte replacement drink on the coffee table he called out: "Tea's up, Mum." "I'm ready", she replied, as she appeared from the bathroom, clothed in a flannel robe and towelling her damp hair. As she sat down on the couch and picked up her cup of tea she said, "I wonder what I did to deserve son like you." "Probably by being the best mother in the world", he replied with a cheeky grin, as he picked up is bottle of Sports Refresh. "You'll get on", she said with a loving smile. "Hey, Mum, can I talk to you about something that's bothering me?" Jake asked. "Of course you can, love", she replied. "We might seem like best friends, but I'm still your mother after all, and that's what mothers are all about. Why the hesitation?" "It's a bit personal - that's all", he replied. "That's never stopped you before. You told me straight away when you and Cassie lost your virginities together - what could be more personal than that? We've always shared confidences in the past, no matter how personal. Is there some new girl on the scene?" "No one special", he said. "In fact the problem's got a lot to do with Cassie." "I've often wondered what happened there, but didn't like to pry. I thought you'd tell me in your own good time, and I've been content to wait. You two were inseparable for nearly two years, so I wasn't surprised when you told me you had finally got around to doing it." "How did it affect you, when I told you?" he asked. "Well, apart from the moment of sadness that every mother feels when it looks like one of her children might be about to leave the nest, in my case, my only child, I was actually delighted. Cassie's a lovely girl and if you were going to lose your virginity to anyone, I was happy that it was with her. I'm glad it didn't happen when you were fifteen, like me, but seventeen-and-a-half seemed okay in this modern day. If you were still a virgin at nineteen, twenty, or older, I think I would have started to wonder if my son was normal, so, it had to happen one day, and I was happy for you ... and over the moon that you felt you could share such a milestone with me. However, I noticed that after you two had finally done it, your two year relationship seemed to fizzle out. Has that got anything to do with this personal thing you want to discuss with me?" "Yes it has," he replied, "... and I wanted the benefit of your experience with sex in general - not the birds and bees lecture you gave me when I was in primary school, but how girls, as distinct from boys, feel about it; what they like and dislike; techniques; and all that sort of stuff. That's why I said it was a bit personal. However, we do have that unique mother-son relationship you mentioned, and if I can't ask you, who can I ask?" "I see", she mused. "Of course you can ask ... but why do you think I might have the experience necessary to be able to answer all your questions? After all, apart from a romantic and fairly active sex life in my mid-teens, which bought you into the world, it's been mainly just you and me since then." "What about Clive?" he countered. "Oh, Clive ... of course. I think I must be in denial about him because I didn't count him in my calculations. He moved in when you were around thirteen, and moved on when you were seventeen. Okay, it was good in the beginning, and we had a happy first year, but it started to slowly go downhill after that, and the last two years were very unhappy ones for me. I was very glad I had you for company - that kept me sane. I should have split with him years before." "Why didn't you?" asked Jake. "When you get older you'll understand women better, but in a nutshell, when a woman is in a committed relationship it is a big decision to go back to living alone - well, not alone ... I've always had you, of course, for which I am eternally grateful, but I am talking about the intimacy between a man and a woman. I have sexual needs just like you, and I'll give Clive one thing, the sex was good when we were both in the mood, so I just kept putting off the inevitable." "And then I buggered it up for you by threatening to punch his lights out", said Jake. "Oh, no! Please never think it was your fault. You were my knight in shining armour. He was hitting me and you came between us, and I was not only very grateful to you for that, but also love you dearly for protecting your mum. He was a big man, and you were a teenager, a big boy and a footballer, yes, but still, you put your own safety on the line to protect your mother, and I think you're just wonderful." "Thanks Mum, but I think he always resented me, and the affection you showed towards me... and us standing together was the final straw." "Maybe he did resent me sharing my love, and if so, he is not the man for me. Listen Jake, when you were born I was just a frightened, sixteen year old girl, and you were a baby who was totally dependent on me, so it has always been just you and me against the world. Any man who comes into my life has to be able to accept that, and I hope when you find a girl worthy of you, you'll still love you Mum." "You've got no worries there, Mum. Tell me, is it really sad, not to have a man in your life?" "I do have a man in my life - you!", she said with a grin. "You know what I mean", he said. "Do you miss the intimacy? You're still young, only sixteen years older than me, and presumably still sexually active - I hope I am in in sixteen years time." "Yes I know what you were getting at", she said. "I do get a sexual fix from time to time, and that keeps me going. When I go out on a date and say I'll be out all night, you don't think we play scrabble, or that I sleep in his guest room, do you?" Jake chuckled and said, "No, Mum, but that's not all that often ... can I ask a couple of questions?" "Sure", she said. "Why don't you ever bring them back here instead of going to their place? After all, you don't really know these guys well and if anything bad happened I'd be just down the hall when you screamed." "That's very considerate of you, Jake. There are a couple of reasons. First, if it's only going to be a short term affair I don't feel comfortable parading my conquests in front of my son who I love and adore, and second, I do always arrange a safe call with one of my girlfriends, so there's some security in that. You said you had a couple of questions?" "Yes, well, why are they short term affairs. I trust your judgement and I am sure you only go to bed with nice guys, so why don't they want to keep seeing you?" "I don't know", she lied, "and the only reason I keep doing it is just for the sex. I hope you don't think less of me for that?" "Of course not, Mum. You don't think less of me for being interested in sex, do you?" She smiled and shook her head, and he continued: "But, I think I know why they move on after they've had their wicked way with you." "Really?" she said, genuinely wanting to hear what he might have to say. Maybe her eighteen year old son could give her a few tips on keeping men interested. "Tell me more." "Me", he replied. "I bet that they lose interest in continuing the relationship when you tell them that you have an eighteen year old son living with you. Be honest, Mum - is that the case?" She thought for a long moment and then said, "Maybe it is, but as I say, that's the way it is, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Jake, you had no say in being born. It was my choice to have you, I have never regretted that, I have loved and cherished you since you were a baby, and I never want to hear you blaming yourself again - okay? Now, enough about my sexual needs ... let's talk about yours. Since you mentioned Cassie, I feel that after your sexual awakening, and because it seems you two are not getting back together, you're missing that bit of regular intimacy you once enjoyed." He nodded in agreement, so she went on: "What I can't understand is: one, why Cassie left you; and two, why you haven't found another girlfriend. You're handsome, an athlete, and I have seen how the girls lust after you. So, do you want to tell me about it?" "I do", he said. "Cassie and I had the hots for one another for the best part of two years, but initially felt we were too young to go all the way. Eventually our hormones got the better of us and when we turned seventeen we thought we were now old enough, because a lot of our friends had already lost their virginity. The first time was mind blowing for me, but apparently not for her, as I found out later on. We did it many times over the next month or so until I realised that her heart wasn't in it as much as mine was. I asked her about it and she said she didn't like sex, and suggested we have a break. I later heard she was seeing another guy, a few years older than her, and a mutual girlfriend said that Cassie said the sex was fantastic - apparently he gave her an orgasm the first time they did it." "These things happen, Jake. A lot of girls say their first time was their worst time, so don't blame yourself for that. Maybe you should have asked me what to do before you did it, rather than tell me that you had done it, after the fact. My suggestion is that you find another girlfriend and move on, and if you want any hints and tips you can always ask me. We've always been able to discuss everything in the past, and now that you're a man, with adult needs, you're very welcome to draw on my experience, if you feel the need." "Thanks, Mum" he said with a weak smile. "As I suggested at the beginning of this conversation, that's exactly what I want to do. As for finding another girlfriend ... well, without having any tickets on myself, that shouldn't be hard because they do hang around me, as you say, and I do occasionally date in a platonic way, but as soon as it starts to get intimate I find myself backing off, and they either get pissed off with me, or simply move on to a more ardent lover." "Oh, baby!" she said in a sad and sympathetic way. "Why do you back off? Why don't you just relax and see where it goes?" "Because while we are kissing and cuddling I often get an erection, but when she wants to take things to their logical conclusion, it shrivels up and I can't perform, which usually suggests to her that I am either impotent or just don't find her attractive enough to want to go all the way." "But you never had that problem with Cassie ... did you?" "No, we rooted like the proverbial rattlers for two months - or at least I did. Whenever we had a private moment I ravished her. I had no inhibitions then, but now I do, and I think she rejected me because I didn't think to ask her what she needed to turn her on. I foolishly thought that if it was wonderful for me then it would be for her too." "I see" she said pensively. "So, what can I tell you? What do you want to know? How can I help?" "Well, for a start, what do girls like? What do you like your boyfriends to do to you. What makes you think to yourself afterwards: that was wonderful!" "Hmm ... this is harder than I thought" she pondered out loud. "Well, all my female friends love oral sex, as do I; receiving it, I mean. It's an almost guaranteed turn on. Did you do that to Cassie?" "Yes, but it didn't seem to impress her, let alone turn her on. She was more than willing to try it, but said it didn't do anything for her." "Strange", said his mother. "How did you do it? - or, more to the point, how did you know what to do - what technique to use?" "By watching porn videos on the Internet" replied Jake, not really embarrassed, because he had only watched porn precisely to find out what to do. "Oh, Jake! Porn is the last thing you want to use for your sexual education. They're just actors, often complete strangers to each other, not lovers, and they do things by numbers, or when their director tells them what to do. A thirty second lick and then ramming it in is not what happens in real life. You have to take your time, be innovative, think of her, and use technique." "Mum ... could you show me how to do it" he asked with his heart in his throat. "What!?" she both exclaimed and queried. "Show you, as in you doing it to me while I coach you?" "Yes. Please don't be shocked. Who else can I ask what to do, and who else would let me practise on her until I get it right, especially if she knew I want to learn so I can do it to another girl?" "But that would be incest, Jake, and besides that, as much as I like sex, doing it with my own son would make me feel very uncomfortable. Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable tonguing your mother's pussy. A guy has to love, or at least be very fond of, a girl or woman to do that, and some guys I know won't even do it when they fully intend to have intercourse with the lady in question." "No, Mum, it wouldn't make me feel uncomfortable at all, well not once we got started, because I have had a crush on you since I reached puberty. You are the most gorgeous woman I know, and you're only sixteen years older than me - years younger than any of my mate's mothers." "Do you really feel that way?" she asked. He nodded, and she said, "Funny, I thought the opposite - that any form of physical intimacy, other than purely platonic, turned you off." "What gave you that idea?" he asked. "Well, when you were little we used to bath together, and even when you got a bit too big for that we have never had an issue with nudity. I come into the bathroom to bring you a fresh towel when you're under the shower, and you come in to clean your teeth when I am towelling off, but I've noticed over the last few years that when I come in to the bathroom you turn your back, or if you have to come in while I'm showering you make a point of not looking. I assumed it was just the modesty that exists between most young men and their mothers... and that you didn't think it was still okay to be naked in the same room together. Yet you say you have a crush on me?" "I turn away when you're talking to me while I am showering, or when you're naked, because the sight of your naked body, or the intimacy of me being naked with you in the room, gives me an instant erection. I thought you'd be shocked and horrified if you knew your son had the hots for his mother." "Oh my gosh!" she said with hand over her mouth. "So you think I'm weird now, I guess?" "No, not at all" she replied. "I'm actually quite flattered that the most significant man in my life actually finds me attractive in a lustful way. It never occurred to me." "But of course you don't feel the same way?" he asked, tentatively. "We've always been totally honest with each other, and I don't want to change that now, so in the interests of honesty I'll tell you that when I see you naked I also get stirrings where, as a mother, I shouldn't be tingling. Mind you, the number of times I've seen you stark naked over the last year or two are few and far between, especially since you've been turning your back on me, but I have had glimpses, and they do turn me on, but I have always suppressed those feelings, thinking that they were very wicked indeed." He said with a cheeky grin. "So you'll show me how to do oral sex properly ... and other things you like? I really need your help, Mum, and it'll be a bit of fun too - you'll see - something, it seems, we have both fantasised about, but never dared to even think about ... until now." She made a big inhalation, held it for a long moment, exhaled, and then said, "Go and have your shower while I think about it." "Yes, Mum" he said with a big smile. After all, she didn't say 'no', did she? As he stood and turned to go she couldn't help noticing the prominent bulge in his running shorts, and felt butterflies in her stomach. She was yet to think things through, but it was clear that they were getting so very close to realising a mutual fantasy, and that scared her a little ... it was such a taboo that she had never let herself pursue any such thoughts, other than once or twice in the privacy of her bed at night when masturbating and in need of some highly erotic mental imagery to get herself off. This was no longer a suppressed fantasy - it was actually happening, and while she knew it was wrong, she also knew, deep down, that now the process had started, the inevitable was almost a fait accompli. By the time he came back from the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist, she'd had time to think things through very carefully and resolve her stance on his request. "Sit down, Jake", she said in a soft but commanding tone of voice. "I've thought things through and made a decision. I'm your mother, and I love you dearly, in a maternal way, of course. For those reasons, if you ever have a problem I feel duty bound to fix it for you, if it is in my power to do so. Sexual hang-ups and inhibitions are serious problems as they can affect your relationships for the rest of your life, if not nipped in the bud. You've asked for my help, and I am in a position to help. My only reservation is the taboo of incest, but that is a social and legal issue which will never be a problem if we never mention this to anyone. As you say, it would be hard to find someone else to give you the help you need, and in any case, I don't really want a stranger, amateur or professional sex therapist, messing with my boy's mind. So, I've decided that I will teach you what to do, and I'm happy to be the model you can practise on, if that is what you still want?" Kate and Jake Ch. 01 Jake smiled from ear to ear, and said, "Thanks, Mum. Are you really sure? ... or have I emotionally blackmailed you into a corner where you feel you can't say no?" "No, love, you've not manoeuvred me into doing something I don't want to do. If you were just a randy young man who wanted to get his rocks off while waiting for a teenage girlfriend to come along, I would definitely say no, and also be offended. As it is, you do have a problem; I can help; and I am more than willing to do so ... happily." "You're the best mother in the world. I won't take advantage of the situation to step out of line, or make you feel uncomfortable. I promise you that", he said. "Thanks, Jake, but on that note, we've always worked together in solving each others challenges in life, so let this be no different. We've both admitted to fantasies involving each other, so while this is essentially an educational and therapeutic project, let's work on it in a relaxed way, with that peace, love, and harmony that we have always enjoyed; have a few laughs along the way - and if something feels nice, enjoy it, and say so. Let's not be too stuffy or mechanical about it." ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 02 Educating Jake. ... Kindly edited by Tigersman ... "You're amazing," Jake said to his mother. "So, when do you want to start my education." "No time like the present," she replied. "Putting it off will only make it seem like a bigger deal than it really is, and make us hesitant or nervous. How about removing that towel and showing me the erection you were sporting on the way to the bathroom." Jake wasn't expecting this opening gambit and looked a bit dejected as he uncinched the towel from his waist and peeled it open. "Sorry, Mum, it's gone," he said as he revealed his respectable but very slack penis. "Jake! The first thing you have to learn about making love, or even just having sex, is that you never have to say sorry," she said, as she went to sit next to him and put her arm around his shoulder in a comforting way. "However, I'll say 'sorry' on this occasion for being thoughtless and embarrassing you. I fully expected the erection you had on the way to the bathroom to disappear under the shower, but I thought I saw a bulge under your towel when you returned. I was mistaken and apologise if I made you feel self-conscious." "It's okay, Mum. I did have a half hard erection on my way back to you, but it disappeared when you said you were up for teaching me what to do with girls. See ... that's the problem I have now, after Cassie's rejection of me. When I was trying to get you interested in doing things with me, I got an erection in anticipation. It did disappear as I showered, but it came up again when I came back to you, eager to hear what you had to say. When it was all fantasy, I became erect; when you agreed, and things were about to happen, it went away, and that's what's been happening since Cassie." "Oh, darling," she said as she gave his shoulders an affectionate squeeze and kissed him tenderly on the cheek, "that's terrible, but nothing mummy can't fix, if you'll let me, and if you do everything I say." "I will!" said Jake, enthusiastically, smiling again. "I want to shake this hang-up off, Mum, and I promise I'll be the perfect student." "Good boy," she replied. "Now, I think I could get him hard again without too much trouble," she said as she placed her hand on his penis and gently played with it, "by continuing to do this, or by giving you oral sex. You're at your sexual peak, and since even older guys respond to a good blow job, I am confident you would too. However, the object of this exercise is not for your mother to blow or wank you off - what I want to teach you is what you should have been doing to Cassie, and what you will be doing to other girls in future to get them interested, keep them interested, and after it is all over, make them feel on top of the world, completely satisfied, and madly in love with you." "Oh, yes, Mum. That's what I want ... but I must admit, what you are doing now feels nice!" "I know," she said, picking up his now more than half hard cock by way of confirmation, and then dropping it back onto his belly. "but our aim is to teach you how to make love to me, not me to you ... not yet, anyway," she said with a cheeky grin. "However, before we leave that point, did Cassie give you oral sex?" "No, never," he said. "Some girls are not all that keen on it, I know, but never seems a bit extreme for a girl in love; a girl who wants to pleasure her man. What did she do to you?" "Well, nothing really, other than kiss," he replied. "She didn't do anything to get you up and ready for action?" she asked. "Nope. But there was no need. The feel of her through her clothes when we were cuddling, and then the sight of her naked body, were all the stimulation I needed to get an instant erection." "I see," said Kate. "Well, the first thing I'm going to tell you, Jake, is that it's not normal for a girl in love to not do anything - most girls want to do something to please their man. If she was in love, as I think she was, then she certainly wasn't in lust. Lovemaking is a two way affair, and a girl who just lies there, is not doing her share of the work. Girls don't have to do things they find distasteful, and a caring lover won't ask them too, but they usually want to do something to reciprocate the lovemaking activities of their boyfriend - to share in the act." "Maybe that's the problem," Jake said honestly. "I didn't actually 'make love' to her, other than kissing, cuddling, and saying nice things to her. I just got an instant erection, put it in, and then went for it ... pretty crappy, huh?" "Truth? Yes it is, son, but you weren't to know, and you shouldn't blame yourself for not doing the right thing, because Cassie didn't do anything. It would have been good if you two had talked about it and found out what each other's expectations were, or better still, talked to me and asked for some advice." "I wish we had," replied Jake. "I actually suggested that to Cassie, but she said: 'no way!' She said it would be way to embarrassing to talk to you about it, especially before we did it." "Okay, well we can't change the past, and at least you've asked me for advice now, so let's get on with the lesson. Just pretend I'm Cassie, and do what I tell you to do - okay?" "Sure," he said with a smile, "but instead of pretending you're Cassie, or any other woman for that matter, can't you just be you, and teach me how to make love to you? Thinking of Cassie brings a lot of baggage with it, but I love you, Mum, and find you incredibly attractive, so I'd have my heart in it more if you showed me what you like, and taught me how to do it to you. I'm sure that whatever turns you on will work for future girlfriends too." Kate became soft, feminine, and just a little coy. "So you actually want to make love to your mummy, huh? - not just learn what to do with girls in general, and not just for the cheap thrill of getting your rocks off?" "No, Mum. I have way too much respect for you to ask to fuck you for any selfish reason. I do want to learn, but I am also looking forward to this being a new and wonderful bonding thing for us as well, something to share - a new chapter in the best mother-son relationship I have ever come across." "Oh, Jake, that was lovely to hear. I can see you have no problem in voicing your feelings, and I can see why why girls want you to make love to them. We just have to make sure that, in future, they'll want to keep coming back for more. Now the very first thing a couple usually does, before tearing each other's clothes off, is to kiss. Let me see how you kiss - how did you kiss Cassie?" "Like this," he said as he planted a light kiss on her lips, and then a second one as he put his arms around his mother's robed, but otherwise naked body." "That was nice for an opening gambit, Jake, but I hope you kissed her more passionately as things heated up?" "Yes," he replied, "like this," as he grabbed her boob through the flannel robe, squeezed it roughly as he locked his lips on hers, forced her lips apart, and rammed his tongue into her mouth. They tongue kissed for a moment, until she gently pushed him away, and he instantly pulled back. "Not good?" he asked. "Jake, darling, if this is going to work; if you are going to learn anything; I need to be brutally honest; not just say it was okay, so as to not hurt you feelings." "Absolutely!" he agreed. "Be as picky as our football coach is; say it how it is, and don't pull any punches." "Okay, well, what you did obviously turned you on," she said, as she put her hand on his now very erect penis, "but it didn't do anything for me, love, as much as I was looking forward to kissing my boy in a romantic way for the very first time. This is how you do it ... you just sit still; don't move; and learn." She gently kissed him two or three times on his lips; kissed him all over his face; traced the tip of her tongue over each of his closed eyelids; rubbed her cheek against his, before turning her oral attentions to his ear; kissed her way down his neck, along his shoulder, down his collarbone to his sternum; traced her tongue down his breast bone and between his well defined pectoral muscles; traced under and then around each pectoral; ending up with her lips closed over one of his nipples. "Now, you do that to me," she said as she sat back on the couch and closed her eyes. Jake had a good memory and did to her exactly what she had done to him, and after no time at all was rewarded by hearing, "Oh, Jake, that's so wonderful," and then a series of soft moans and an occasional groan of pleasure. While he had been naked from when he removed his towel, she was modestly covered with her robe, so when Jake arrived at the angle of her neck and shoulder he paused to undo the flannel belt and peel the shoulders of her robe back to allow him to continue his oral journey. She kept her eyes shut, and smiled in sweet anticipation as he undressed her. He kissed out to the tip of her shoulder, as she had done, and then down her collarbone; as he followed her sternum down between her breasts he paused to gently caress each breast with his cheek. He felt so engorged and hard as he took in the beauty of her firm, pert, mid-sized breasts, with their erect nipples. She moaned as he used his tongue to lap the underside of each breast and then circle the whole breast with kisses and licks. When he finally came to rest with is mouth closed over her areola, he heard a sharp intake of breath; and when he started to suckle on her nipple like he did when he was a baby, she put her arms around him, held him tight against her, and squirmed. Jake kept up his oral stimulation of each breast in turn until he felt that maybe it was time for his next set of instructions from her. He removed his head from her breast, sat up as straight as he could with her still clinging to him, hugged her and said: "Did I get it right, Mum?" She opened her eyes and said, "Jake, that was the best foreplay I think I have ever had. You're such a quick learner." Then she noticed his rampant erection sticking up from his loins and said, "I see you didn't have any trouble responding to me." "No, Mum. In fact I thought I was going to burst at one stage. It's different doing it with you: no anxiety; no fear of failure; no trying to second guess what you want, or what you're thinking. I don't know, but it's almost as if, when I'm not sure if I'm doing things right I can say to myself, 'no matter, my mother will teach me, and then I'll simply have to do it all over again, until I get it right - no pressure; no complications; just sheer enjoyment ... and love. I love you Mum, and I realise that I have wanted to be intimate with you for a long time, but just didn't know how much, until now." "Strangely, I feel the same way," she said. "It's weird, but while I'm still your mother, and love you in that maternal way, I was also able to let myself go and just enjoy the sheer ecstasy of being transported to the brink of orgasm by my wonderful son." He kissed her gently and she responded. She said, "Now would be a good time for tongues and a bit of passion - it's all in the timing, Jake, and right now I'm in the mood, if you are?" He was, and started to kiss her again, gently at first, and them more ardently. When he traced the tip of his tongue around her lips she obligingly opened her mouth just a tad. He gently probed the opening until their tongues met and circled one another. They then took it in turns to explore each other's mouths while groping each other's bodies, hugging, and writhing on the couch. When they came up for air he said, "Wow! Now I know what it's like to make love to a real woman. So, what's the next step in giving a woman a good time, Mum?" She smiled sweetly and said, "There are a lot more things I need to teach you, like how to bring a woman to orgasm through oral sex, for example, but while making love might be able to be taught by numbers, it is rarely done by numbers. You'll find you'll concentrate on one thing, one time, and do something else, next time. I'm so high now that I know what I want to do, but I'm interested to know what's the predominant wish of your heart right now. What would you really like to do, if you could do anything in the world to me, or have it done to you by me?" He thought for a brief moment, looked shy, smiled, and said, "It's too way out there, Mum. I'd be embarrassed to tell you. Tell you what, if you tell me what you'd really like to happen now, I promise I'll fess up to you, too - deal?" "Nope!" she said cheekily. "I asked first, and I'm your mother, so come on - fess up - and I promise I'll then tell you what I want ... and, Jake, this is a test of our ability to share every confidence. Tell me, and I promise I won't be mad, or hold it against you - I just need to know ... desperately!" "Okay, Mum, since you really want to know," he said as one hand went involuntarily to his cock which was waving around like a surface to air missile seeking a target, "If I could be granted any wish, I would ask if I could put this inside you," he said as he waved his erect member around by way of illustration. "Wicked, huh?" he concluded with a little trepidation in his voice. "Not wicked at all," she replied, "because that's exactly what I wanted you to say. There's so much more to teach you but I can't believe how much you've turned me on, and I can't possibly wait until the end of the lesson - like you, I'd burst if I tried." Jake beamed at her and said, "Well, coach, what do I do next? Just put it in, or is there some better way to go about it?" She took his hand and guided it to her womanhood. "I'm still aching for you, but I've gone off the boil just a tad with all this talking. What you can do next, since you asked, is put two fingers inside me, put the heel of your hand on my clitoris, and go round and round, while you do what you were doing before, to my breasts." He was quick to obey and she closed her eyes and smiled sweetly as he went round and round on, and inside, her womanhood, and suckled on her breasts. Her sweet smile gave way to what looked like a frown, and then a grimace - then she stiffened, arched her back, and he became concerned. "Don't stop!" she pleaded, so he went back to what he was doing, and a moment later her climactic scream rent the air as she bucked and spasmed under his touch. He was alarmed at first, never having witnessed a female orgasm before, but quickly worked out what was happening and continued his efforts. "Do it Jake! Put it in! Fuck me hard and you can forget the niceties for now - just go for it!" she commanded and he was quick to obey. He lined his cock up with her slit, found her vaginal opening, and then thrust all the way into her. It felt so good to have this beautiful woman, his mum, wrapped around his rampant cock. Even in the heat of the moment it occurred to him that she felt different from Cassie; not so tight and dryish, but hot, luscious, wet, and wonderful. Also, with her, he was not wearing a condom as he did with Cassie, and the flesh-on-flesh experience felt absolutely sensational! He did as his mother had ordered him to do, threw caution to the wind, and went for it, pounding her mercilessly as she enjoyed aftershock after aftershock, crying out one moment, uttering incomprehensible words the next, gripping him tight, and urging him on. Fucking her lean, muscular body, which he had secretly admired for years, was an incredible physical and mental turn on for him. He felt his arousal level peak, held off for a moment enjoying the agony of trying to hold it back, and then gave in to the ecstasy of orgasm as he filled his mother up. It had been ages since he and Cassie had parted and he pumped his huge load into Kate, spurt, after spurt, after spurt, until he was finally spent. He rolled her slightly onto her side and they both lay there in each other's arms, enjoying the feeling of his dick throbbing inside her, her involuntary twitches, and occasional aftershocks in both of them. They lay there for what seemed like ages, until he finally stirred and said, "I love you, Mum." "And I love you, Jake. I was prepared to put aside the incest taboo to teach you about sex, but what I was absolutely not prepared for was the best sex I've ever had - and we've only just started. I think this is going to be a very enjoyable teaching project for me, if something like that happens at the end of each lesson. Did you enjoy it, Jake?" "Enjoy it is an understatement," he replied. "In fact, it's the wrong word entirely. That was uniquely wonderful, something I've never experienced before, and I am gobsmacked! ... and! I gave you an orgasm the first time we made love - the one thing I couldn't for Cassie. You're the best teacher, Mum!" "Love, I think there is a lot more to it than me being a good teacher. I think the fact that we have a wider relationship than just a sexual one, helps enormously. I'm able to tell you what I like and want, more so than I could tell any date - he might be offended if I tell him what to do, and I know I would be shy about asking for certain things - but you, being my son, are happy to take instructions from me. There has always been a wonderful familial bond between us, and as we have both admitted today, we have also enjoyed the intimate aspects of all the cuddles we have shared over the years ... and ... we're only sixteen years apart, which is not unusual in relationships these days. One looks for compatibility in a partner, among other things, and how much more compatible can two people be than two who have fifty percent of their gene pool in common? After the initial shock of your suggestion, I'm totally comfortable with it now, and more comfortable lying here with you inside me, than I would be with any other lover. I hope you feel the same way?" "I do, Mum. As I explained, things were not ideal with Cassie, and my sex life has been disastrous ever since, but today was a revelation - absolutely wonderful! I'm feeling so much more confident, and ever so happy. Thank you." "Perhaps we should get up, have a bit of lunch, and then, if you have nothing better to do, you might like have a look at Lesson-2 - or, have I worn you out?" she concluded with a cheeky chuckle. "Absolutely not!" he said emphatically. "I'm so glad you said that because I was wondering if you might have had enough for one day, or if I might be lucky enough to not only learn something else, but get to try it out." She laughed and he asked why. She said, "I usually go out with older men. I can see there is an advantage in having an eighteen year old lover at his sexual peak, who can do it again after only a short break." "I could go again right now," he said with a grin and a token thrust of his hips, "but, no, that was crass of me. Let's have lunch and then get back to our lessons after that." "No, I'm going to call your bluff on that one," she said. "Go on, do it again - prove to me you can." He smiled and said, "Okay," and stretched to reach her nipple with his mouth. "No, you don't have to do all the lovey, dovey, fancy stuff this time. This is just an experiment to see if you really can do it again so soon after the first time. Just fuck me until you cum ... if you can?" she said in a teasing way, and with a cheeky chuckle. "Oh, I can all right". he said as he started to slowly slide his shaft backwards and forwards in her. They were on their side now and he hugged her tight as his tempo increased. She raised her upper leg a little to give him greater access, and also so that she could look down and watch her son's shaft, lubricated with white cum from their coupling of a few minutes ago, appearing and disappearing. The whole scenario: the fact that she was doing it with her son; his young muscular body; the feeling of him inside her; her familial bond with him; his arms around her, hugging her tight; the movements of their bodies; the slapping noises; was all a big turn on for her. It was amazing that she seemed to be building to climax from vaginal intercourse alone, but maybe not just from that, because she had never felt a mental turn on to match this, not with anyone else ever before. Kate and Jake Ch. 02 After receiving a jolly good rogering, she felt his arms tighten around her, and then with a grunt and one almighty last thrust, he rammed his cock-head hard against her cervix, eye-to-eye, and filled her womb once more with his love juices. It was so wonderful she nearly came too, just from the excitement and wonder of it all. After a quite while, hugging in the afterglow, she said, "I think we should shower before lunch. I'd like you to shower with me, and not turn your back on me this time, huh?" "Okay," he chuckled, as he kissed her neck, which sent a shiver down her spine. As he withdrew his still half hard cock from her love tunnel they both heard a faint gurgling noise, looked down to see what it was, and saw some white bubbles and about a dessert spoonful of white cum run out of her vagina and pool on the leather cushion. "Wow! What a load," she said. "How long have you been storing that up?" "Well, it's been a couple of months since I last did it with Cassie, and I don't masturbate much." He shifted to the floor to have a better look at the fruits of his lovemaking. She said, "You're embarrassing me! - examining my genitals close up when they're so messy." "Oh, come on Mum - don't be embarrassed. Let me have a look. I find it so exciting to see proof positive that we have actually made love! That you are actually carrying my sperm around in you right now," he said as he fingered her vaginal vestibule to encourage a little more to come out. "Okay," she relented. She was sitting with her legs drawn up, soles of her feet on the cushion, and she opened her knees so he could have a better look, and get better access with his fingers. Even though it was not overly arousing, she was enjoying him fingering her. She had not seen this much cum for a very long time, and that was exciting too. As they watched the wonder of their love drip out she said, "In case you're wondering, other than when I lost my virginity as a teenager, and when I was with Clive, I have always insisted on safe sex with every man I've ever been with, so you don't have to worry about your sexual health, and as you have only done it with a virgin, we don't need to worry about condoms, do we?" "What about pregnancy?" he asked. "No problems with that either - I'm on the pill," she replied. "Can I ask why you take the pill if you always use condoms?" "In case a condom breaks, or comes off during intercourse. When a guy is full of lust and close to the vinegar stroke, a woman can't trust him to stop, put on a new one, and then try and get back to where he was before it tore, or came off. Now let's go and have that shower," she said as she stood up, put one hand over her pussy to stop the drips, and took his hand in her other. Under the shower they chatted, laughed, soaped each other's backs, and then hugged each other's wet, slippery bodies. "My, my" she said as she looked down at his very stiff erection. "Now you can see why I used to turn my back when you were naked. You have that effect on me." "I'm glad I do," she said, smiling up at him as he took her in his arms again, his cock jammed between their bellies. "Are you planning to come to lunch in that state, or do you think we should do something to deflate him?" "You don't mind?" he asked. "Not at all," she grinned. "I don't think I've ever been with a man who can do it three times in half an hour. That's a record for me, and quite a novelty - besides, I'm really enjoying this new experience with my darling boy, and I love consummating our new relationship," she said as she turned around, bent over, and supported herself by holding onto the taps. "I'm blown away by it too," he said as he put his hands on her lovely hips, looked down on her naked body glistening with water droplets, and nuzzled his cock-head between the cheeks of her bubble butt, seeking out her pussy. "I think I must have died and gone to heaven" he said as he started slowly thrusting in and out of this gorgeous creature who was his mother with the warm water cascading over them. ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 03 Edited by tigersman. ***** Lunch After their shower they went to their respective bedrooms to put on some fresh clothes - Kate thought that it might be nice to enjoy a spot of decorum between lessons, and in case they had a visitor - and then they met in the kitchen. Jake was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, while Kate looked very sexy in a tank top, bare midriff, and very brief sports shorts, cut high on the hips. Jake sat at the table and watched his mother's back as she prepared the lunch at the kitchen bench. Looking at his parent from an entirely new point of view now, he thought she looked beautiful and highly desirable. Her lightly tanned legs were perfect, from her sandalled feet all the way up to her tiny bottom. As she bent forward over the bench to cut the bread, the material of her sports shorts stretched tight over the perfect spheres of her buttocks, and they started to wiggle as she sawed the loaf with a large, serrated knife. Jake thought this was the sexiest thing he had ever seen, as confirmed by the stirrings in his loins. Then she opened an overhead cupboard door and stood on tip toes to search for the pepper and salt grinders. This brought out the definition in her leg muscles, and caused her bubble butt cheeks to clench, all of which was not lost on her son. Kate placed the breadboard on the table alongside an antipasto platter of differing sliced meats, salads, and Italian style pickled vegetables. "You can make your own sandwich or just pick at the things you like," she said as she sat down. "Thanks, Mum," he said as he started to help himself to the platter. "Oh, Mum, thank you very much for this morning. You've not only saved my sex life by teaching me what to do with girls, but it's much more than that, in a number of ways. You're so sexy, almost young enough to be my girlfriend, and I admit I've had fantasies about you - it's nice to turn fantasy into reality ... but, even more than that, I just feel so stoked that I have this new relationship with you. You've always been the best mum in the world, but now we've added this new and wonderful dimension to what was previously just maternal love on your part, and the love of kinship that a son has for his mother. I feel we have a whole new relationship now, and I can't find the right words to describe how moving that is for me, even though I'm an English Lit major. I really want you to know, Mum, that I'm not just motivated by the sex. That part is absolutely sensational! - but it's not the most important thing for me. You are - we are." She smiled lovingly and said, "You said you can't find the words. I think you did very well indeed, and I love you for what you said. I'm a bit overwhelmed by what's happened, too. I was smart enough to work out that sex lessons might end up leading to other things, but, like you, I've had an occasional fantasy involving you, so I wasn't entirely against that possibility - worried about the taboo, yes, but not alarmed by it. However, I thought it would be a one-off; a way we could both get it out of our systems; probably never do it again; and maybe feel a bit guilty afterwards. I actually feel over the moon! - not guilty at all, and if you ever want to do it again, so do I. As you say, it was sensational - nothing like anything I've experienced before, and we've only covered lesson one thus far." "I know it was special for me," said Jake, "given that I was a virgin until recently, and have only done it a few times with just one girl, but I'm surprised to hear you say it was great for you too. Surely the more experienced men you have been with must have had more tricks up their sleeves and better technique than your beginner son?" "Jake, there's more to lovemaking than just technique. Sure, as you learned with Cassie, technique is important, but for a woman, if she has a very special relationship with the man she is making love to, he doesn't have to know all the tricks in the book to send her to heaven and back. I have that very special relationship with you. My worry is that when you complete all your lessons you might be so good at it that you'll blow my mind, literally," she said with a loving but cheeky grin. "Thanks for the advice and compliment, Mum," he said with a smile. Then after a moment's thought, "What do you think this means for us in the long term?" I don't know, and I'm not worrying about it. At the moment I'm very happy and I guess the future will take care of itself. One day you'll meet a lovely young lady, get married, and have kids. Who knows? - I might meet a lovely man one day too; as you say, I'm only thirty four and a lot of women I know married for the first time at that age." "True," he replied, "but it's sad to think that other people will eventually come between us: a man for you, and a girl for me." "Oh, no, Jake!" she replied. "No one will ever come between us. Things will change, is all. How many boys do you know who stop loving their mother when they find a girlfriend; or mothers who stop loving their sons when they remarry? The only difference between us and any other loving mother-son combination is that we have taken the intimacy to the ultimate degree. I'll never stop loving my son, and I hope you don't stop loving your mum when you take a wife." "Never, Mum, I promise you that," he replied. "Good. Well, let's eat up and then get on with lesson two - unless you have something more pressing to do?" "Mum!" he exclaimed in exasperation. "There's nothing in the world I would rather do this afternoon than to have my next lesson with you - you're teasing me!" "I was," she admitted with a wry smile. "C'mon, finish your lunch and then we can clean out teeth and get on with your education." ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 04 Lesson-2 ... How To Give Oral To A Girl Thanks to Tigersman for editing this chapter ... They were sitting on the couch in the living room when Jake asked Kate: "So, what's Lesson-2 all about, Mum?" "Before we worry about Lesson-2, I want to make sure you're clear on what you learned in Lesson-1 - want to tell me what it was all about?" "Gee, Mum, you sound just like my tutors at uni." he replied. "Well, you taught me not to rush things, but to take my time, and build you up slowly, gently at first, and lovingly." "Very good!" she replied. "However, you have just described what we did, but not what the lesson was about. If you were writing up the lessons what would you call Lesson-1 using a one word description?" Jake pondered for a moment and then said, "Can't think of one word to summarise all the things we did." "Foreplay," she said. "The lesson was about foreplay, although it did end with a bang," she chuckled, "but that part wasn't planned; just happened, because you did your part as the student so wonderfully well, that your mother lost control. Now Lesson-2 is a continuation of your education on foreplay. You said you learned about oral sex by watching porn movies, and you also said that Cassie was less than impressed with your performance." "That's the understatement of the year," he replied. "Well, my boy, or should I say 'my man' now," and they smiled at each other conspiratorially before she continued, "we're going to make sure that never happens again. As I told you before, porn is no way to learn about sex - they're just actors, and the sex is artificial - I'll show you what you ought to be doing; sho you what I like. As you said when you talked me into teaching you, if I like it then there's a very good chance your girlfriends will like it too. So, Lesson-2 is about oral sex - remember that, when I quiz you on it afterwards." "Yes ma'am!" he replied facetiously, as he might reply to a teacher at school or uni, and then ducked out of her reach as she tried to playfully cuff his ear for his impudence. She laughed and then said, "C'mon. Let's get started," but he just sat there looking confused, so she said, "What are you waiting for, son? Do you want to learn about oral sex, or not - maybe you don't like the idea?" "Oh, no, please don't think that - I love the idea! I was just waiting for you to get your clothes off, or at least your shorts, What do you want me to do?" She chuckled and said, "Sorry, I was deliberately being obtuse; teaching you an important lesson. Unless she is already naked, it is usually your job to remove her clothes or otherwise find your way to her pussy. I say 'usually' because there are no rules, and she might want to do a strip for you to turn you on, but with a shy girl like Cassie, or me, it would have been gentlemanly for you to do the honours." "I see," he said, smiling again now he knew what was expected of him, and he started to untie the cord on the waistband of her shorts. "No, no, no," she uttered the words in quick succession, "not so fast!" "What now?" he asked with a touch of exasperation in his voice, his hormones urging him on. "You said it was up to me to undress you?" "Don't give me attitude, my boy. I'm still your mother, remember?" "Yes, Mum. Sorry - but I don't understand what you want me to do?" She softened, took his chin in her hand, kissed him sweetly on the lips, and said, "What I want is for you to put me in the mood first. I know this is a lesson, but having you do things to me is a major first for me, for both of us, and I not only want it to be nice for us, but also to teach you how to make your girlfriend more receptive. Women like to be wooed and 'built'; not just taken. What I would like you to do is what you did in Lesson-1: pamper me; pet to me; arouse me; and in the process, remove any clothes that are in your way. You don't have to do everything you did last time, but some caressing, kissing, boob play, and fingering would definitely put me in the mood, and then we can move on to the finer points of oral sex." He smiled now he understood. "Sorry Mum. I'd love to do that," and he proceeded to do pretty much what he did last time. She closed her eyes as he kissed her all over her face; moaned as he suckled on her breast; sighed as he lifted her bottom to remove her shorts; stiffened and grimaced as he fingered her. She said, "That feels s-o-o-o good Jake, but don't make me cum right now or I might be in no state to continue the lesson." "Okay, Mum," he said as he continued to mouth her breasts and nipples, and gently massage her vulva. "What do you want me to do next?" "Kneel down in front of me," she said as she swivelled round on the couch so she was facing forwards, and opened her legs. He did so and his erection swelled as he had a close-up view of his mother's womanhood for the first time in his life. "Yes?" he enquired. "As in everything else, you don't need to rush. Try kissing me from my left knee all the way up to my pussy and then down the other thigh to my right knee; then reverse your direction and kiss or lick your way back again. Do that a few times, not spending any significant amount of time on my pussy, until I say something like, 'You're teasing me' - that's your cue to concentrate on my pussy lips, vaginal entrance, and clitoris. Wanna have a go?" "You bet!" he answered enthusiastically, and put his mouth on her inner thigh just above her left knee. She rested her back on the cushions of couch, closed her eyes, and alternately smiled sweetly, grimaced, or moaned softly, as he traced his way up and down each thigh, briefly brushing her womanhood with his lips or tongue as he passed over it. "Oh, baby, that feels so wonderful, but you're teasing me. I want you to concentrate on my pussy now." "You've got it, Mum," he said with enthusiasm as he put his head between the tops of her slim, sculptured thighs. "You'll have to guide me, Coach," he added, with a chuckle. "Start by exploring me with the tip of your tongue - find all the bits: the inner and outer lips, my clitoris, the entrance to my vagina; and play with them for a while. I'll let you use your imagination as to what you actually do with them all." He smiled and then probed her labia with the tip of his tongue. She flinched slightly, not in discomfort, but because she found it hard to believe her son was doing this to her, and that she was enjoying it so much. Eyes closed, she sighed and rolled her head from side to side on the back of the couch as she felt him exploring her slit from top to bottom and back again; finding her now erect clitoris and running his tongue all over it to determine its shape; sucking her labia one at a time into his mouth and then spitting them out again... and she positively moaned when she felt his tongue not only probing her vaginal entrance, but then slipping inside a centimetre or more. "Oh, Jake, that is so good. Do you mind doing that to me?" "I love it," he replied, "and you taste so good," and thus assured that she liked it, he redoubled his efforts to drive her crazy. When she started to writhe more vigorously on the couch and was starting to utter nonsense words and phrases, she suddenly took his head in her hands and stopped him. He looked up in surprise and she said: "I nearly came. If you want to see your mother come big time, slip two fingers inside as far as you can and massage the roof of my vagina while you keep doing what you've been doing with your tongue on my clitoris. You might feel a slight swelling or a patch of rougher skin there - that's my G-spot. I'm on the brink and if you rub it for me I know I am going to climax in a major way." He eagerly did as he was bid, listened with great satisfaction to the sounds of her arousal, and was turned on by the twitching of her six-pack tummy muscles ... and then she came! She had been strangling the corners of two cushions, one in each white-knuckled fist, gritting her teeth, stiffening her legs, and finally arching her back. She cried out in what he now knew was an explosive orgasm - a big one as she had premised! The cushions flew across the room; her legs thrashed about, one kicking him of balance and onto his back on the floor; her stomach convulsed; she continued to make incoherent utterances; and even sobbed between aftershocks. "You all right, Mum?" he said as he picked himself up. "Oh yes, darling ... your turn now ... put it in while I'm still coming," she replied between ragged breaths, and he wasted no time in kneeling between her open thighs, grasping her tiny butt to pull her forward, and entering her. He thrust hard and fast for a few glorious moments, and then slowed to a stop. She looked at him in desperation, her every expression asking why? - pleading with him to continue. He looked earnestly into her eyes and said: "Mum, I love you," and then he started thrusting again, but slowly this time while they took in each other's facial expressions with strange fascination. "Oh yes, my darling boy - just like that!" she replied. He continued his slow thrusting and she relished in not only the feel of it, but also the loving look in his eyes. Then he gradually accelerated and she put her head on his shoulder and hugged him tight. As they reached a crescendo they both cried out and came almost simultaneously. After their mutual climaxes they continued to move their bodies slowly against each other, and occasionally one, or other, or both of them jerked, or twitched, in aftershock. After what seemed like an eternity, they eventually came back to earth, although he was still erect and deep inside her. She said: "Jake, that was the best orgasm I've ever had, and all because it was with you my darling, darling boy." "The best for me too," he replied, "but what would I know given my limited experience. I'm so blown away that an experienced woman like you feels the same." "I do, I do, I do," she confirmed, and then kissed him ever so sweetly. Then in a loving, but slightly more maternal tone of voice she added, "Perhaps we should talk about this?" "Sure Mum, but I hope you have no regrets - I certainly don't. That was the best thing that ever happened to me." "No regrets, my love," she replied. "If I died now, I'd die a very happy and fulfilled woman. However, it is one thing for a thirty-four year old woman to be basking in the afterglow of the best sexual and emotional experience she has ever had, but quite another thing for a handsome young man to be saying he feels the same way in these unique circumstances. I worry about messing up your mind - first the negative experience with Cassie, and now saying you're hooked on your mother." "Don't worry, Mum," he said in an unequivocally relaxed and confident way. "You've actually cured all my fears and inhibitions. I feel more together now than I ever have, before or after Cassie. C'mon, Mum, you've obviously got something on your mind so, yes, lets talk about it," he said as he slid out of her, despite her protests, and sat beside her, placing his arm around her shoulders. "Well," she said, "now we've broken the ice, and because we live together, I have little doubt that this will happen again - especially as we've only experienced the tip of the iceberg with regard to your sexual education - and I don't want you to develop an Oedipus complex, loving your mother to the exclusion of girlfriends, or a future wife." Oh, Mum," he replied. "It's my turn to say 'you're so sweet'. You're so caring, which is part of what makes you the best mum in the world ... but, I'm glad you said that because it crossed my mind that if you enjoyed it as much as I did then it might be me who was messing with your chances of getting serious about a nice, older man one day. So, how about you tell me how you feel about us, honestly, from your heart, and I promise I will be frank and honest with you, too - okay?" "Okay," she beamed at him. "You are truly a man now, and the most thoughtful, loveable one I've ever met. There's something very special about us ... for me, anyway. With you I never feel I have to second guess what you want of me; or doubt your sincerity. I never have to feel anxious or nervous; we never argue or fight; we can tell each other what we want, what we like, and what we don't like; and, as I said a moment ago, there is a deep emotional element to our lovemaking that I have never experienced with any man before; yet at the same time I'm delighted to still be your mother and, as such, it is the predominant wish of my heart that you will meet a delightful young lady one day, get married, and have a family of your own - and give me grandchildren, preferably when I'm in my forties," she concluded with a chuckle, thinking it would be so strange at her age to tell people she was a grandmother. "Your turn now." He said: "I feel very much the same way as you do. I love you in the same way I have always loved you, as my wonderful mother, but I feel we have now expanded and strengthened the bond between us in an amazing way. From what you just said, you won't be jealous if, one day, I bring a nice girl home to meet my mum, and strangely, I'm sure I'd feel the same way if you brought a nice man home to introduce to your son." He then cheekily cupped her chin in his hand and turned her face to look at him, just like she often did to him when she was about to admonish him for something done or said, "...but, hear this mother of mine, if you bring a guy home I don't think is worthy of you, I'll be quick to tell you after he's gone." She smiled, kissed him, and said, "I feel looked after and protected - another thing we girly girls need in a relationship. Of course, the same thing applies in reverse. If you bring some little sex pot home and I don't think she is worthy of you, I'll be nice to her while she's here, but tell you what I think immediately after she's gone." They grinned at each other, kissed, and then she went on to say, "Anyway, you don't have to worry about me - I won't be bringing home any losers any time soon." He chuckled and asked, "How can you be so sure, Mum. I mean, I know you have too much class to bring home a loser, but what if it's a guy who seems okay but. to my way of thinking, just not right for you long term?" She said, "It's personal." "What?" he queried. "C'mon, Mum, we agreed to be open, frank, and honest with each other. What did you mean by that?" "Okay," she said, shyly. "Well, as Paul Newman said, 'why go out for hamburger when you have steak at home?' The reason I have never married is that no one has ever been quite good enough. I know we had Clive live with us for a while, but that was a mistake I'm in no hurry to repeat. The only reason I date from time to time is because I am a normal, sensual woman and need sexual intimacy from time to time ... but," and she actually blushed this time, "now I have my son to look after me in that regard, and so wonderfully well, I can see no reason to date second best. I hope that doesn't scare you?" "Not at all," he replied. "It's a huge compliment. Why did you think it might scare me?" "Feeling you might have to do your duty after the novelty's worn of," she replied. "For a mum who is the most together mother a guy could have, you are very silly sometimes, or perhaps you doubt my sincerity?" She hugged him close and said, "Thanks, Jake. The last thing I doubt is your sincerity. It's just that another thing you need to learn about women is that they are silly sometimes, when it comes to love, and they do need reassuring from time to time, especially when they are sixteen years older than their lover." He patted her naked back and said, "The novelty will never wear off any more than any other aspects of love an affection between a son and the mother he loves will wear off. In fact, I feel really happy and honoured that you feel that way about me, and so glad you told me. Getting back to your worries about me developing an Oedipus complex, that's not going to happen. I don't feel jealous love towards you, just a very wholesome, whole of life, unconditional love. Sure, it not only involves familial love, but also romantic love, lustful love, and all the things I feel towards girlfriends, but strangely I am confident the two loves can coexist and enrich each other, rather than compete with each other, or detract from each other." "You're so good with words and have not only made it patently clear how you feel, but you've also described exactly how I feel too. Hey! - apart from making me feel all gooey inside, you've also made me feel quite hot. I know the object of your education was to teach you how to give a girl a good time, not just for you to have sex... but, just for fun, how would you like to learn how a girl or woman gives oral sex to the man she loves?" "Mum, you never cease to amaze me. Yes, I'd love that, but give me a moment to wash." "Nonsense!" she retorted. "That'd destroy the spontaneity. Now just like back and enjoy." ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 05 Consummation Day Continues "Hey! - You've made me feel quite hot and wet. I know the object of your education was to teach you how to give a girl a good time, rather than me doing things to you... but, just for fun, how would you like to learn how a girl or woman gives oral sex to the man she loves?" "Mum, you never cease to amaze me. I'd love that, but give me a moment to wash." "Nonsense!" she retorted. "That'd destroy the spontaneity. Now just lie back and enjoy," and he did as he was told. Kate had her heart in this adventure. It was something new for both of them - she had given oral sex to boyfriends before, but never thought she would ever be doing it to her own son. He had never had it done to him at all because Cassie never offered, and he never thought to ask. Kate had seen a lot of Jake's penis this day, both on the slack, and rampantly erect, but this was her opportunity to get up close and personal to it, and she was excited at that prospect too. It was still semi-hard, what one could call a 'banana' cock. After all, he had just bonked her in the most delicious way, and then they talked for a while, so she wasn't surprised that he wasn't still fully erect, but she would soon fix that. She picked up his member and turned it this way and that, examining it in detail. This is something a lot of mothers with handsome eighteen year old sons would like to do, but, of course, most of them don't - but she was, and that was so exciting! As she handled him, his cock started to grow in length and girth, and she found this awesome and arousing. She continued to examine it when it was long, stiff, and thick. There were some faint smears on the shaft left over from their recent coupling, but in her loving and aroused state this didn't put her off at all - it might have with another man, but this was her beloved son, and, in her eyes, everything about him, including his cum, was clean and kosher. Besides, she would clean him up in no time. She licked the purple helmet of his circumcised cock-head, paying particular attention to the eye of his penis. Then, holding the tip between her thumb and forefinger, she licked her way up and down all sides of his erection, until it was perfectly clean and glistening in its wetness. Jake, lying on his back on the couch, moaned, and that added incredibly to her pleasure. Holding his penis vertical, she licked his balls, then gently sucked one of them into her mouth, tongued it for a moment, and then repeated the exercise on the other one. Jake inhaled deeply, and then sighed, which made her smile, and tingle in her groin. With her spare hand she reached down, fingered herself, and also massaged her clitoris, as she continued her oral ministrations. Jake felt the warm wetness of her mouth close over his cock-head and groaned. He had never had this done to him before by anyone, let alone his Mum. As he felt his shaft sliding into her mouth and bounce against the back of her throat, his eyes snapped open. He raised he head off the cushion to have a look. Not only had he never had this experience before, but he also had to see for himself that his own mother was actually pleasuring him in this way - unbelievable! She noticed the movement and, without missing a beat, as she slowly bobbed up and down on his rampant erection, she smiled at him in a cheeky and loving way - smiled as much as one can, with a mouthful of cock. He smiled back at her and then flopped his head back on the cushion, luxuriating in the erotic physical pleasure of his very first participation in the act of fellatio. She paused for a moment, keeping his motor running by stroking his rigid rod with her curled fingers, and said: "I'd like to try something I've never done before, mainly because I didn't love my sex partner enough to want to do it at the time. However, I've always been curious, and you, my love, are the perfect person to try it on." "What's that, Mum?" he asked, secretly wishing she would go back to fellating him, but also curious to know what her fantasy was. "Deep throat - I presume you've heard of it?" she replied. "Yes." he said, "but I don't know anyone who's actually done it." "I do; a girlfriend of mine; and she even gave me some hints and tips. I've always been keen to try it one day, but even when a boyfriend has suggested it, I've either been too scared, or haven't fancied him enough to want that depth of intimacy. You're the perfect person for me to practise on, if you don't mind?" "Of course I don't mind," he replied. "You were gracious enough to let me practise on you, and I would be delighted to not only return the favour, but also see what it's like for me as well. Go for it, Mum!" She smiled and took his cock in her mouth again. She moved rhythmically up and down his shaft several times to re-establish the intimacy of the act, and then stopped with his cock-head pressed against the back of her oral cavity. She then pressed downwards with her head, trying to force his cock-head past her gag-reflex zone, but failed, and had to take her mouth off his member, coughing and spluttering as she did. "You okay, Mum?" asked Jake, raising his head and looking concerned as he looked at the volume of saliva streaming from his mother's mouth, as she gagged. She cleared her throat and, with spit still beaded around her lips and chin, said, "Yes love. It's normal to gag until you learn how to do it, and I really want to learn, so just lie back, don't worry if I choke a bit, and enjoy. As you said to me, 'if I can't practise on you, then who can I practise on', so with your permission, I'm going to make a jolly good effort to get it right." He smiled as he laid his head back down again, and said, "Go for it, Mum!" and she did. She gave him a blow job until she was ready to try the deep throating again. After several aborted efforts, lots of gagging, and saliva everywhere, she said: "I just remembered: I'm meant to extend my tongue along the underside of your penile shaft to open my throat and make it easier to swallow you. Let me try again." This time Jake felt his cock-head collide with the back of her throat, heard a momentary gag from his mother, and then he felt her tongue extending along the underside of his penis. The pressure on his cock-head increased and then, amazingly, he felt it slide past the obstruction and into the tightness of her oesophagus. He tensed in heightened arousal as he felt his cock moving in her tight throat as she gently moved her head up and down. This was amazing! - something he and his mates had never thought they would ever experience, because no girl they knew would want to do it for them, but something he was not only experiencing, but getting off on it with his own mother! She couldn't do it for long, and soon had to withdraw his shaft from her throat, spit his cock out, and then with saliva dripping from her chin she exclaimed triumphantly: "I did it! We did it!" He grinned back at her, not only having enjoyed the unique experience himself, but also because she was so happy about it. "Don't let me go off the boil, Mum." "Of course not", she said and enthusiastically went back to giving him a blow job - not deep throat - just a very vigorous sucking and tongue lashing. It didn't take long before Jake's back and legs were stiffening; his head was rolling from side to side on the cushion; and he began uttering both words of endearment and encouragement to his mother. She found his reactions to her efforts very rewarding, and arousing. She redoubled her efforts on his rock hard cock, driving him rapidly towards climax. He cried out a warning: "Mum! I'm going to cum!"; and she paused just long enough so say: "Go for it Jake", before bouncing up and down on his cock again. He barely managed to get out a "But!..." before he stiffened tetanically, and erupted in her mouth. She had never allowed a man to come in her mouth before, thinking it was 'yuck' , but now, as her son spurted not once, but about five times against the inside of her cheeks, under and over her tongue, and against the back of her throat, she felt wonderful. She was delighted that she was the cause and focus of his orgasm; that she had experienced first-hand what it felt like to have an erect cock ejaculate in her mouth; to taste him; to feel the throbbing of his dick against her tongue; and then, after removing her mouth from his cock-head, to lick up the final dribble of semen as it oozed from the eye of his penis. She sat up and looked down on him, gently stroking his now tender penis as she waited for him to open his eyes and look at her. He finally did so, and said: "Oh, Mum... that was awesome!" His eyes opened wider when she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and showed off the large amount of thick white semen sitting on her cupped tongue, with more contained in her mouth. She heard an involuntary intake of breath from him, and saw his look of total disbelief, when she closed her mouth, swallowed twice, and then opened it again to show it was all gone. "Wow, Mum! Do you really enjoy sucking a guy off and swallowing his cum?" "Only yours, Jake. I've never let a guy come in my mouth before, even though plenty have tried, and if one of them had ever gone off prematurely, I would have spit it out, and I'm sure I would have felt revolted. However, with you, my son, it was one of the most spiritually enlightening, exciting, wonderful things I have ever done. I loved doing it for you, loved the taste of you, and I got off on the extreme intimacy it implied. I still wouldn't do it for anyone else, but if you ever want it again, I'd be happy to oblige... it was such an awesome experience." "I love you, Mum. Come here!" he said as he extended his arms, and she fell into them, now lying beside him. He looked lovingly into her eyes, and kissed her. He could taste the faint, unique, unfamiliar flavour of himself on her lips and tongue, and instead of being repulsed by it, he found it to be strangely intoxicating, and an undeniable mark of his mother's devotion to him. After the kiss she said, shyly, "Oh, Jake, I'm so messy with spit and cum everywhere." "You're beautiful, and you're mine forever" he said lovingly, as he kissed her again, and this time she didn't hold back. ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 06 A 34 Year Old Mother And Her 18 Year Old Son After the oral sex they cuddled for a long time, and then decided to party, to celebrate a wonderful day - a monumental milestone in their lives together. They showered first, and, as they did before lunch, they showered together. This time they didn't have sex under the cascading water, only because they had not only each enjoyed being brought to orgasm by the other through oral sex, but also enjoyed gratuitous intercourse in between, and were quite satisfied for the time being. After showering they decided robes were an appropriate form of dress, she in her silk robe, and he, not having a robe of his own, dressed in a flannel robe from the bathroom cupboard. At his mother's suggestion, Jake opened the bottle of champagne she had in the refrigerator for a special occasion - they agreed that things couldn't be more special that the events of today. She prepared a platter of finger food, neither of them being in the mood for a heavy meal, and they lay curled up together on the generous couch, music on, cuddling, occasionally picking at the platter, and sipping their champagne. "I don't know how you feel, Jake, but for me, life can't get any better than this. I feel so comfortable snuggled up here with my son, and the events of today have blown me away - in a very positive and romantic way." "Me too ," he replied. "I was very genuine when I asked you to show me what I should be doing with girls, so that the Cassie disaster never occurs again - I just wanted to learn, and to get the benefit of your experience. I'd no idea that the practical demonstrations would lead to lovemaking sessions, and create an entirely new relationship between me and my amazing mother, but they have, and that prompts a number of questions." "Now would be a good time to ask," Kate said, "and also a good time for both of us to think about what all this means." "Okay. Well, you used the word, 'romantic'. I feel the same way towards you now. I've always loved you in a familial way, and been convinced you're the best mum in the world, but now that we're lovers, in the biblical sense, I suppose the events of today have changed things. I mean, what do I call you now? - Kate; Mum; Darling; Love; or something else? How do you see our relationship now? Do we now sleep together, or in our separate beds in our own rooms? Today has been so wonderful, and so full of awesome experiences for me, as sexual newbie, but what does it all mean for our future?" "My, my," she said. "My son is not only an English Lit major and therefore good with words, but it seems he is also a deep thinker - what a lot of questions, but they're good questions, so let me see if I can answer them all... "Firstly I want to comment on something you said: '... lovers, in the biblical sense...'. I really like that because we really did make love, didn't we? It wasn't a case of simply describing and demonstrating techniques - we really did make love. I want you to know I feel the same way as you do about that. Things have changed, and from my point of view, changed for the better, in a wonderful way. "As to what you call me ... Well, if it's okay with you, I'd like you to still call me Mum. I've been your mum for eighteen years during which I've nurtured you, cherished you, loved you in a maternal way, and been so proud of having you as my son. I don't ever want to give those precious experiences of motherhood up, so it would please me if you call me, 'Mum' when we're not having sex. When we're making love, you can call me anything you like: darling; honey bun; my little slut; whatever turns you on... but if it comes naturally, then 'Mum' is still okay with me even in the heights of passion." "My little slut!" he repeated. "Mum! Where did that come from? Can you imagine your loving son calling you a slut, or you allowing it?" She laughed at his outrage, and said, "My darling boy, you're going to learn a lot more about your mother than just how to manually or orally bring her to orgasm. Now let me explain the 'mother in public, but slut in the bedroom' thing. I really do want to remain your Mum when we're with other people, and even in private, when we're not making love. But, when we're making love, or even just feeling frisky, I'm happy for things to be quite different." "I know the mother-son routine," he said, "but how different do you want it to be when we're making love?" "As I implied a moment ago, there is a whole different side of me that, as my son, you've never seen, but as my lover, you'll find out about soon enough. As a mother, and even as a nurse, I necessarily have to assume a more dominant role at times: the decision maker of the family, and the one who tells patients and junior staff what to do at the hospital. However, as a lover, I'm naturally a submissive person. I'm not a doormat and have never let my boyfriends walk all over me, but if I'm with someone I'm fond of and intend to have sex with, I like to be a playful little submissive and let him take the lead. I've been cautious in the past, being careful who I submit too, and careful how much trust I put in them, but with you, my darling Jake, I have no fears, no reservations, and trust you completely as the custodian of my happiness. In that sense, you can do whatever you like with me as my lover: you can still call me, 'Mum' if you like, or say, 'come here my little slut and bend over the table'. However, when we're in mother-son mode, I still expect you to be respectful and obedient, as you've always been, and that will have to also extend to the rest of your lessons - the teacher has to be in control of the class." "What a revelation!" he said. "I've no problem with carrying on as we always have when we're in mother-son mode, but how will I know whether you're in that mode or of a mind to be playful and frisky, other than when we're actually in bed together?" "Don't worry," she said, "you'll soon get the hang of it, and you'll find that I can switch instantly from one mode to the other, and back again. Let me give you an example. Say I'm helping you get ready to go to uni, and we're at the breakfast table - I might say, 'C'mon, Jake, eat up your porridge or you'll be late' - an example of me being in bossy, mummy mode. You might obey me, or you might be in a horny mood, feeling like a quickie to start your day with a bang, and say, 'Come here wench', bend me over the table, lift the hem of my robe to expose my nakedness, and have your wicked way with me. If that happened, I'd go instantly into submissive lover mode and enjoy you fucking me. However, when it was over, I'd probably go straight back into mummy mode and say, after giving you a smile and a kiss, of course, 'Now you've had your fun, finish your porridge and go and get dressed'. Do you see how it works?" "Now you've explained it, yes, I understand... logically... but are you saying that I can have sex with you whenever I want - that I don't have to wait for a mutually convenient time to do all the things you are teaching me?" "That's what I'm saying," she confirmed. "If we're going to go back to just being mother and son after your lessons, then, no, that wouldn't be appropriate at all. However, if we're going to continue as both mother and son, and lovers, then that should be the way it is. In my opinion, all partnerships and marriages would be better if they were like that, and not orchestrated. Of course, I trust you to act appropriately in any given circumstance, like, for example, not groping me when we have guests, and being considerate when I have my period, but I know you're the quintessential gentleman, and I don't have to spell it out. Now we've consummated our relationship in a new and wonderful way, as a lover I'm yours to do with what you want, Jake, and I will never deny you anything - so, please, never masturbate when I'm available. If you ever find yourself feeling horny, come and find me, and enjoy the real thing; either a quickie if you need to get back to your studies, or a longy if we both have the time for it." "Mum! If any of my mate's girlfriends said that to her man, he would marry her in an instant, not wanting to lose her to anyone else. For me it's a fantasy come true. I'm gobsmacked! I don't know what to say, other than thank you." He thought for a long moment while they held hands, and then said, "Let me make some promises to you in return. Firstly, the same applies to you - whatever I'm doing, if ever you're in need of a cuddle, or more, please never go without because I'm busy studying, or otherwise occuplied. I know women are not as constantly horny as guys, so I'll probably pester you more than you will me, but I just want you to know that the offer is there and I will always be delighted if and when you knock on my door." She interrupted him with a chuckle at this point: "I think you'll find your mum is not like most other women, and I fear you might have released a tiger, now you've let me out of the closet." He smiled, kissed her, and continued with what he was saying: "Second: I want to make love to you as an equal, when I know what to do (they both smiled), but I never want to lose you as my mother, so never fear about that part of our lives changing. (She hugged his arm and smiled lovingly at him when he said this). Third: I might be a horny eighteen year old, but I promise I won't ever take you for granted, or use you for cheap sexual thrills. Once I know all the tricks you're going to teach me, I'll always be mindful of you when we make love, and do my best to make it mutually satisfying, fulfilling and enjoyable." "Oh, Jake, I've been waiting for a man to say that to me all my adult life, but no one ever has, until now. I love you for that. However, as I said before, don't let your gentlemanly manners and concerns make you hold back when there just isn't time for the whole performance. I love long lovemaking sessions with all the trimmings, but in between, I also love quickies, and I'd be upset if you felt you had to masturbate rather than disturb me - quickies are great! I might as well tell you now, while we're getting to know each other in this new light, I also love the occasional bit of rough sex with someone I trust completely," she concluded with a blush. He put his arm around her and said, "I had no idea my mother was such a little sex pot," and she snuggled into him. "So, if we're sitting like this, watching TV, I can do things like this without asking?" he said, as he slipped his hand between the lapels of her robe and fondled her breast - "or this?" and he withdrew his hand, placed it on her little bum, and gave it a rub and a gentle squeeze. "Yep ," she replied, "and I hope you do," she said, with a cheeky smile. "I'm a very feely, touchy person with someone I love." After that they chatted about a range of subjects, some of which they wouldn't have discussed before today, thinking they were too personal or otherwise inappropriate topics of conversation for mother and son. They also enjoyed petting one another as they sipped their champagne and talked the evening away. At one stage Jake asked Kate, "Now we're lovers as well as mother and son, do we still sleep in our own beds, or do you want me to sleep with you?" "Hmm," she said, "If we were conventional lovers, unrelated I mean, and you'd just moved in with me, then we'd sleep in the same bed. If today hadn't happened, then we'd continue to sleep in our own rooms, and our own beds, as we've always done. I'm negotiable, but if you're asking me for my preference, I think I'd go for keeping things as 'normal' as we can, preserving the mother-son scenario. Having said that, you can always come to my bed whenever you feel like doing so, just for a cuddle, or a quickie, or to stay the whole night if you want. I might sound a bit sentimental or even silly, but I don't want to lose what we've had as parent and child for eighteen years, but at the same time I don't want to minimise this wonderful new relationship, either." "Not silly at all, Mum," he replied. "In fact, I'd like it that way too. Girlfriends come and go, but a boy only has one mum, and she's his mum forever. I'd like to preserve that too, especially, as you say, we can enjoy the 'other' whenever we want to. Besides, there are some practical advantages to staying in our own rooms. Often I study late, while you sometimes go to bed early when you're on an early shift the next day, and in the morning you sometimes have to get up as 5.30am, while I usually get up at 7.00am." "You're a good man, Jake," she said as she snuggled into him - "perfect for me, but then that shouldn't be surprising since, genetically, you're exactly half of me. Talking of bed... I'm feeling quite exhausted after our several workouts today, and the champagne - how about you?" "Me too," he said, as he disentangled himself, stood up, took her hand, and helped her to her feet. They walked to the door of her room with their arms around each other's back, stopped, and kissed goodnight. She said, "Tired as I'm, I don't want this day to end. On this occasion, I would like you to sleep with me if that's okay with you? As I said, you can do anything you want with me, but I might not be a very exciting participant because, to use the vernacular of today's youth, I'm totally 'shagged out' after breaking all records with regard to the number of times I've done it in one day - but don't let that stop you, if you're in the mood for more." Jake chuckled and replied, "It might surprise you, Mum, but this eighteen year old son of yours is shagged out too, and feeling a bit of ball strain down below... but I'd love to cuddle you to sleep, like you used to cuddle me when I came to your bed as a little boy, with a tummy ache or something similar." She smiled, kissed him, and, taking him by the hand, led him into her bedroom. They disrobed and snuggled up under the covers like two spoons, her bottom in his lap; his arms around her; one of his hands resting innocently on one of her breasts. "This is so nice," she said dreamily, as if it was a new and very pleasant experience for her. "Yes it is." He thought it was nice too, feeling her bubble butt nestled in his lap, and the feminine curves of her body under his arm, a breast gently cupped in his hand. Despite his tiredness and conviction that he wasn't interested in having sex again, or perhaps exactly because of those things, because he was relaxed and not trying, he was amazed to feel a tingling in his loins and then a rapidly growing erection. He repositioned himself to allow his erection to pop up and lie between them, sandwiched between their bodies, his balls nestled in the cleavage of her bottom. "Except something hard is pressing against my tailbone ," she complained. "I thought you said you were too tired to do anything. Feels like you're pretty rampant to me." "I am very tired ," he agreed. "but he seems to have a mind of his own - nothing to do with me ... but, I don't think I've got the energy to let him have his wicked way tonight, so let's ignore him and go to sleep." He moved his hips back a little so his now rock hard member was not pressing on her back. "Please don't move away. I was enjoying the cuddle," she complained again. "I don't understand," he said, truthfully. "If I cuddle you, you complain about my erection sticking into you, and if I move away you want me to come back. You'll have to give me a hint as to what I should be doing, Mum." "Well, silly, why don't you put him inside where he belongs, and then he'll be all warm, comfy, and hopefully, eventually go to sleep, and so can we." "But I thought you were way too tired for sex?" "Never too tired for intimacy ... just too tired for the huff and puff, jig-a-jig, and all that energetic, sweaty stuff. Just put him in, and if you want to move around a little, then that's okay, but please be slow and gentle, and if you're too tired for that, we'll just go to sleep with him inside." Jack reached down between her upper thighs and gently parted her labia. She moaned softly and wriggled her bottom ever so slightly in appreciation. As he gently fingered her he found she was quite wet and slippery. This quelled any reservations he might have had about lack of arousal and lubrication, and he gently nuzzled the tip of his erect penis in among her labial folds, and then ever so slowly, slid it all the way in, and paused. She sighed. He lay there for a moment, not wanting to move her body any more than he could manage. This was like nothing he had felt or experienced before. Because he was not planning to have energetic sex, not planning to ejaculate, the holding back only served to inflate his penile shaft and cock-head even more, and he felt like it would surely burst its skin if he didn't relieve it. After another moment he slowly moved it out a little and then all the way back in. She was almost asleep but managed another soft moan of pleasure, which encouraged him to move in her again, still slowly and gently. While doing this ever so slowly and quietly he also very softly explored her figure with his free hand, gently running his hand over the curve of her hips, around her trim waist, up her flat belly, to finally cup first one and then the other breast softly in his hand. She pushed her bottom ever so slightly, but firmly, into his lap for deeper penetration. This went on for a good ten minutes until finally he had to strain to prevent crying out as he felt the tsunami of orgasm explode throughout his body, and in his mind, as his now giant penis erupted like a volcano within her. He then had to fight to contain his breathing, and stop his body jerking with the aftershocks. She gave one last sigh of pleasure, and pressed back into him as he cuddled her. Neither knew when he finally shrivelled up and fell out of her as they were both sound asleep by that time, still cuddling in the spoon position. ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 07 Thanks to Tigersman for editing ... Kate's eyes flickered open as the morning light started to illuminate the room. She was feeling warm, cosy and loved. She smiled as the recollections of yesterday's remarkable events came flooding back into her consciousness. After a few minutes of this delightful reverie, she wriggled her bottom backwards seeking Jake. She felt flesh to flesh contact as her buttock pressed against his hip. Although still asleep, he must have registered the movement, because he rolled towards her and draped his arm across her body, his hand finding its way to her boob, now his favourite cuddling position. "You awake?" she whispered. "No, Mum," he replied, "but getting there slowly." She wriggled again to manoeuvre herself closer into his embrace and said, "This is so nice." "What, cuddling?" he replied, sleepily, his eyes still closed. "Yes, that too, but mostly waking up in the arms of my lover after a night of passion – something I haven't enjoyed for a very long time." Jake was starting to wake up and queried what she just said: "But, Mum, doesn't that happened when you go out on a date and stay over?" "Technically, yes, but it's not the same," she replied. "In what way?" asked Jake, now fully awake and starting to get interested in the conversation. "Well, we go to bed and have sex; go to sleep; and in the morning we're still in the same bed. He might be cuddling me, or lying apart, or not infrequently, if he wakes up first with a piss horn, I get a rude awakening when he puts it in and starts jiggling me around. The main reasons I do stay over at all are purely pragmatic. Having used him for my own sexual release it seems rude to then say, 'Thanks for that. Now we're done, I'm going home.' Also, at one or two in the morning, it's easier to stay than get up, get dressed, and drive home in the wee small hours. Whatever happens in the morning is never memorable for me: there's no love, no passion; if we have sex in the morning then it's a bit of an anti-climax after having done it a few hours earlier when he was at least trying to impress me; and I really don't really want to be there – I just want to get home, preferably before my boy goes out. "The reason this is wonderful," she continued, "is because, all of yesterday was awesome; when you gently fucked me last night that was just the icing on the cake; I've loved you for eighteen years, mostly in a maternal way, but occasionally in a lustful way; and now we've not only proclaimed our love for each other, love in the romantic sense, but also consummated our new relationship in the biblical sense. I'm in my own bed, with my son, my sweetheart, totally satisfied, totally fulfilled, and feeling very warm and fuzzy inside – that's why it's different, and that's why I'm so happy." He gave her naked body a loving squeeze, and simply said, "It's great, isn't it Mum?" She reached behind her and found his penis. It wasn't erect, but neither was it shrivelled up and soft. As she palpated it she judged it was half aroused, but still on the slack side. However, she was pleased to feel it gradually stiffening, thickening, and growing in her hand. She smiled as she realised that his signs of arousal made her feel amazing – as if he, responding to her, was confirmation of the fact that he found her desirable, and that he wanted to mate with her. "Do you know what a dawn buster is?" she asked. "Mum!" he exclaimed, in a tone of voice that might have suggested indignation, when he really wasn't offended, and she knew he was only pretending. "I might have only had one girlfriend before you, and that may well have been a case of the blind leading the blind when it comes to sex, but I've been talking about sex to my mates for years, and I read, so yes, I do know what a dawn buster is!" "Well ... would you like one?" she asked with a cheeky grin, still massaging his now erect cock. "I'll tell you what I'd like," he said in an authoritative voice. "Yes?" she queried. "You said last night, that when you're teaching me, or when we're in mother-son mode, you would like us to still be how we have always been, with me respecting your authority as my mother, but when we're lovers then you are, by nature, submissive in the bedroom – not a doormat, but someone who enjoys her lover taking control, and calling the shots. Do you remember that?" "I do, indeed... and you've quoted me very accurately,"she replied, a tingle running through her as if something unexpected and exciting was about to happen. Jake suddenly sprang into action grabbed her, turned her, looked into her eyes, and said: "Come here, wench! We're not having a lesson at the moment; we're definitely not in mother-son mode; and you've got your hand on my cock; so for the next little while you're going to submit to me, and be my little sex slave to command as I wish. Is that clear?" "Yes, Sir!" she replied. "What does my young Master wish or command?" "I'm thinking about it ," he replied in a matter of fact way; not the way he usually spoke to his beloved mother. "Just be quiet and wait until I'm ready to tell you. In the meantime, as you also said you like a bit of rough from time to time, that leaves me feeling free to do whatever I bloody well like with you and your sexy body, instead of namby-pambying around wondering if it is okay to do this or that. For now, I do what I want, and you either enjoy it, or at least put up with it – understand?" "Yes, Sir!" she replied, dumbstruck. Her boy was so quick to catch on. She had said those things in conversation last night, but she had no idea he would not only take them onboard, but act on them so immediately. She was in no doubt that he was going to use those confessions of hers as an excuse to act out his fantasies for his own thrills and enjoyment. She was also in a state of eager anticipation waiting to see what he would do, or command her to do, and she could feel her twat tingling as her own arousal level soared. "So, you like a bit of rough, huh?" he said as he gripped her chin in one hand, forcing her to look into his eyes, while he roughly inserted two fingers of the other hand into her vagina, and started jiggling her body around, using his grip on her womanhood and pubic bone as a handle. She didn't answer, but stared at him in wide-eyed amazement. While still roughly masturbating her with one hand he released her chin with his other and slapped her nearest breast. "When I speak, you answer, my little slut – understand?" "Yes, Sir! ," she managed to get out. "And, if you want to say something unsolicited, then ask for permission to speak." "Yes, Sir." As he frigged her energetically he noticed her expression change: she closed her eyes; clamped her jaws shut; grimaced; and her body stiffened. He said, "Is my lusty little wench thinking she might come huh?" "Yes, Sir. Please, Sir. If you don't let me come I think I'll burst." He withdrew his fingers from her vagina, quickly rolled her over, and delivered two resounding smacks, one to each buttock. He then said in a mock angry voice, "Yes, Sir was all you needed to say. Begging, and telling me what to do are absolute no-nos." "Sorry, Sir," she mumbled from her face down position. He was still thinking about what sort of sex he wanted to perform on his now totally dominated, submissive lover, or have her do to him. He looked down on her lean body stretched out face down on the bed, and her cute bubble butt which was now slightly reddened by the brief spanking he gave her. It reminded him of a porn video called Prone Bone which had become a fantasy of his and something he hoped to try one day – of all the sex positions he had seen in adult videos, the prone position turned him on the most. He hadn't tried it with Cassie because she broke it off before they got past the missionary and doggy positions, but here was his opportunity: a beautiful woman in the prone position; one who had given him permission to do what he liked with her, when he wanted to; and suddenly, he wanted to prone bone her, now! He moved so that he could throw a leg over her and come to sit on her upper thighs. He nuzzled his cock head between her cheeks and pushed it down, searching out her vaginal entrance. He felt it bump over he pert little anus, and then find the warm wetness of her slit. However, his angle was so acute that he couldn't comfortably insert himself into her. He grabbed a pillow and, while roughly picking up her mid-section by placing an arm under her belly and lifting, he slipped the pillow under her hips, and dropped her down onto it. That was much better. In no time he was in her. No need to worry about the niceties in this play scenario. While turning himself on incredibly by perving on her sculpted back, tiny waist, and the perfect spheres of her tiny bouncing buttocks, he repeatedly thrust into her as she moaned in appreciation. All he knew about female arousal he'd learned yesterday, and it seemed a boy had to 'build' his girlfriend slowly and carefully, so he was surprised to see and hear, unmistakeable signs of arousal in her despite the lack of foreplay. Her white knuckled fists gripping handfuls of sheet; her head rolling side to side; her back muscles tensing; her arms and legs flexing this way and that. Her tiny bottom bounced with every inward thrust and looking down on this erotic sight both fascinated and excited him even more. He continued to pound her into the mattress until, with hands on her shoulders, pinning her to the bed, and one almighty last thrust, he filled her up as he let out a ferocious, lion-like, roar. After a couple of aftershocks, he started to come down, but was still erect and deep inside her. He used this denouement period to think. He had really enjoyed acting out his fantasy, but he really loved his mother and while he'd enjoyed a monumental orgasm, she had not actually climaxed, even though she had shown signs of being visibly and audibly aroused to a high degree... and he badly wanted her to come. Then he had an idea! He said, as he withdrew from her and dismounted, "That was just to show you who's boss when we're having sex – me Dominant, you submissive – right?" "Yes, Sir," she said in muffled voice from her face down position. "Good," he said, "but that's not what I wanted you to do – in fact, you did nothing." "What would you like me to do, Sir?" she asked. "Not interrupt; not speak out of turn," he said as he delivered one hard smack across both cheeks with his hand. "You had the cheek to ask me if I knew what a dawn buster was, so your punishment is that you are now going to demonstrate a dawn buster to me." "I would say you've already had your dawn buster, Sir," she chuckled. "I don't think you are taking this Dominance/submission thing seriously," he said, and then proceeded to administer five hard whacks to each of her upper thighs and each of her buttocks – twenty smacks in all. His hand hurt so he presumed her bottom was stinging too. He flopped down on the mattress on his back, head on a pillow, with his still engorged but now semi-slack penis flopped on his thigh, and said, "Sit up!" and she struggled into a sitting position alongside him. The fleeting smile at the corners of her mouth, which disappeared almost as quickly as it started, showed she was actually enjoying this play session, despite her attempts to convey the contrary message, and this was not lost on him. In fact, it encouraged him to continue dominating her. However, he was a naturally good slave-Master, whether he knew it or not, and had resolved that his mother, having given him what he wanted, would have an orgasm before they left her bedchamber. He'd had his own climax in a big way, and also enjoyed living out a fantasy because she let him, so it was only fair that she should be satisfied too. He said, "I want you to show me how you would do a dawn buster to your lover, as distinct from how I or any other man might do it to you. There is another stipulation too: however you do it, you must ensure that you go off too, preferably first on this occasion, so I can enjoy watching your orgasm. I don't care if you masturbate, rub parts of you against me, use a vibrator – whatever – as long as you carry out my instructions." "Can I ask a question please, Sir?" she asked, and when he nodded she went on: "Can I take my time doing it, please Sir?" "You can. In fact that would be a good idea, given that I ejaculated only a few minutes ago, and you'll also need some time to build up to an orgasm of your own. Do it however you like, and take as long as you need, as long as you stick to the brief, and achieve a satisfactory outcome. Oh, and you can talk when appropriate in the process, without asking permission first." She smiled, and then picked up the bottle of baby oil from the bedside table, before throwing a leg over him so she was sitting on his thighs. She picked up his still large but floppy penis and gently massaged some oil into it, and then oiled his balls and anus. He enjoyed feeling her oily hands on his member and scrotum, but wasn't sure what the oil-on-anus was all about. No doubt, he would find out soon enough, and that was part of the reason he had chosen this play – he did know that a dawn buster was early morning sex, but that's all he knew about it, and he was keen to see what she came up with. She massaged his penis and balls until he was fully erect. Then she used a couple of tissues to wipe any excess oil of his scrotal sack and went down between his thighs to lick and suck his balls. He thought this felt wonderful, and the knowledge that it was his mother doing this to him was even more exciting. He stopped watching, lay his head back on the pillow, and luxuriated in these new sensations. He did raise his head momentarily for a look after he felt one of her tiny fingers enter his oiled anus, but then flopped back onto the pillow and felt awe struck as he enjoyed the immense pleasure provoked by the feeling of her finger going round and round in his anus, accompanied by the wonder of her sucking one testicle at a time into her warm, wet mouth. Just when he'd decided that this was the best oral sex he could ever experience, and it couldn't possibly get better than that, he gasped as he felt her remove her finger from his ass and replace it with her tongue... and all this time she was stroking his lubricated penis with her free hand. Even though he ejaculated only ten minutes ago, all these new experiences were bringing him close to doing it again – the redeeming thing about it being second time around, in such a short period of time, was that he could control it, and not go spiralling out of control as was often the case. Not wanting him to ejaculate yet, and in obedience to his command that she should go first this time, when she was satisfied that his cock was as big as it was going to get, and hard as a rock, she stopped what she was doing and moved to sit with her pussy at the base of his shaft. She used her fingers to open her labia and fitted that part of his shaft into her slit with her pussy lips down each side of it. She then leant forward for maximum contact between her womanhood and his masculinity, supporting her weight on her hands which she placed either side of his chest. While looking lovingly into his eyes she commenced moving her hips backwards and forwards, grinding her womanhood in general, and her clitoris in particular, along the length of his erect shaft, forwards and backwards, over and over again. Not only did this form of mutual masturbation feel wonderful for both of them, for her, the direct stimulation on her clitoris, and the mental turn-on of doing this with her son, rapidly drove her onwards and upwards towards her climactic threshold. Fortunately for him, because the tip of his penis was not involved, he was able to keep his arousal level high, but not out of control, even though this was exquisitely pleasurable. It was such a turn on to be looking up at his mother's flawless body and watch her pussy sliding back and forth on his cock. He had his hands on her thighs as she rocked backwards and forwards. He now removed them and cupped a breast in each – she was beautiful! Then, as they looked into each other's eyes, she suddenly closed hers, grit her teeth, stopped breathing, stiffened, and then let out a cry as her body twitched and spasmed in the throes of a very strong orgasm. While she was jerking and whimpering, Jake grabbed her hips and bottom, and raised her slightly off him. It was she who reached between her legs, grasped his penis, nuzzled his cock-head between her labia, and then sat down on him, driving it all the way into her. She wasn't able to bounce on him as girls do in the 'cowgirl' position because she was still blown away by her orgasm, and still suffering aftershocks. It had been sheer lust, desire, and will power that allowed her to concentrate for long enough to grab him and put him inside her. Jake took over and, holding her bottom up a little, started thrusting upwards, rapidly. Kate found being fucked from below in this position to be incredibly stimulating and she came again and again as one aftershock after another wracked her body. All this proved too much for Jake, too, and with a grimace and loud grunt, he came too! Kate collapsed on top of him and they hugged while she cried some tears of happiness and told him how much she loved him. He caressed her hair and said, "I love you too, Mum, and I want you to stop being my little submissive slut now, and become my mother again." She raised her tear stained face, looked into his, and said, "You've got it, son. I can't tell you how happy I am and how wonderful this morning has been. When I come back to earth I'll try to explain how I feel, but at the moment I'm incapable – just a brain dead vegetable who loves her Jake." Jake kissed the tears from her face and eyes, and then they lay there, she on top of him, still joined at the loins, while she rested, and he pondered the marvellous events of the last twenty-four hours. ---------- oOo ---------- Kate and Jake Ch. 08 Day 2 – the lessons continue ... but in BDSM now. Edited by Tigersman ... After their dawn buster they lay there, she on top of him, still joined at the loins. She rested, while he pondered the marvellous events of the last twenty-four hours. After about twenty minutes she finally stirred, raised herself on her elbows, just enough to look down on his smiling face, and said, "That's the best early morning awakening I've ever had. Thank you." "No, thank you," he said, with an ear-to-ear grin. Their slight body movement, as she dipped her head to kiss him lightly on the lips, caused his spent dick to slide out of her... "Aww!" she said with a frown. "He can't stay in there all day, Mum," Jake chuckled. "I'd like him to," she replied with a grin, and then kissed him again. "Well, my boy, can I get you some breakfast?" "Great idea!" he said. "After that workout I'm famished, and we weren't interested in eating much last night," he concluded with a cheeky smile. "Okay. Let's go," she said as she rolled off him. Under the shower they were like two young lovers on their honeymoon. They soaped each other's bodies; kissed and cuddled under the cascading warm water; he ran his soapy hand between her thighs; she wrapped her wet, sudsy fingers around his new erection; and in no way did they resemble a thirty-four year old mother and her eighteen year old son. "There's a distinct advantage in having an eighteen year old lover," she said as she slowly wanked his very rigid love rod with her lubricated fist. "You're insatiable!" he said as he luxuriated in the feel of what she was doing to him, while he was doing the same to her. "Greedy's a better word," she said. "I'm definitely satisfied! It's just that it feels so good doing it with you, I just want to keep doing it. I'm not normally like this with other men – once, maybe twice, is enough, and then I'm okay for another month or so – but with you, I just want to do it all the time... and it looks like you're ready to go too," she said with a suggestive tug on his rampantly erect cock, before turning to lean on the wall and stick out her small butt so he could enter her. As the water fell on them and the steam rose, he ran his hands up and down her statuesque back and over her delightfully slender hips. As he viewed her tiny waist and her lovely feminine figure, he was very tempted to put it in, but instead said: "We eighteen year olds might be able to get it up more often than older men, but contrary to popular opinion, we do lose a bit of steam after – what? – twice this morning, and god knows how many times yesterday and last night. I'm not going to deny you another orgasm, but I'm going to save my next one for a little while – I've got something else in mind." "Oh." she said, and he could hear the surprise and disappointment in her voice as she realised she was not going to have the pleasure of feeling him inside her again in the next minute or so. Then, wondering what this 'something else' might be, she said more positively, "Okay, I'll await your pleasure, my young Master." She went to straighten up and turn around, but he put his hand on her neck to prevent her, thumb on one side, fingers on the other, and said: "Stay there," and she did. He moved slightly to one side, placed his arm under her belly, around her waist, held her hips tight against him, and slipped his other arm between her thighs. With the cascading water pouring off her bottom, down his forearm, and onto his hand on her pussy, he inserted his middle finger into her love tunnel, placed his index finger and fourth finger either side of her labia and clitoris, and started to vigorously massage her womanhood. As he frigged her energetically, she turned her head to look at him and said: "Oh, Jake, that is s-o-o-o g-o-o-d!" Without slackening off, he leant forward and kissed her, and then started to kiss and nibble her neck and shoulder. After several minutes she started to slap the wet wall tiles with the palms of her hands, and shortly after that he felt her pelvic floor muscles tighten on his wrist and hand. Then she stiffened, cried out, and her body shook as her third orgasm for the morning wracked her body. She jerked and writhed and finally turned, causing his hand to slide out from between her legs, and said: "My legs won't support me any more. I've got to sit down,", and promptly slid down the wet wall until she was sitting on the tiled floor at his feet. He lovingly placed his hands on either side of her face, rested his giant erection on top of her head, tousled her wet hair, and then, reaching down, he put a hand under each of her armpits and helped her to her feet. While embracing her and supporting her, he helped her out of the shower, stood her on the bath mat, and commenced towelling her down. She stood there, while he dried her, paying special attention to her private parts, and she said, "You're such a good boy to your mum," which prompted him to reflect on what she had said before they went to bed: as she premised, she could switch seamlessly from mother figure, to submissive lover, and back again, according to circumstances. A few minutes ago they were lovers showering together, and she happily submitted to him and allowed him to call the shots. Now, while she was momentarily enervated by her last orgasm, she was a mother again, in need of a little help, and enjoying being looked after by her caring son. "There you go, Mum," he said, as he patted her on her bottom and started to dry himself. A little while later they were dressed and in the kitchen preparing for breakfast. As she was putting a frying pan on the stove to cook bacon and eggs, she enquired: "Can I ask what this something else is that you're saving up for?" "No you can't. You'll find out soon enough," he replied with a cheeky grin. "Let's just say that if I'd done it in the shower, after also doing it twice in bed, then I mightn't be ready to go again for a while." "That didn't seem to worry you yesterday when you came twice in about ten minutes, without even pulling out, or losing your erection in between," she teased. "I'm sure there's a lot of things first timers do that they can't keep doing forever,", he said in good humour. "I'm wearing you out, huh?" she said, still in a teasing tone. "Come here wench!" he said as he grabbed her nearest arm and pulled her to him. She squealed and giggled in protest. He turned her around to face the table and, with one hand on her neck and the other one on the waist band of her track suit, he bent her over the table: her feet were on the floor; she was bent at right angles at the waist; and her upper body was flat on the table's surface. With one hand on her back to keep her face down, he pulled her track suit pants halfway down with the other. "I've been thinking of this ever since you mentioned it yesterday, as an example of what I am now allowed to do. Brace yourself for a quickie, mother-of-mine." "Yes, Sir," she giggled. He stood there for a long moment looking down on her now naked ass. He'd seen it many times over the last twenty-four hours, but this struck him as being a particularly erotic posture and image. Her around-the-house track suit was a size or two bigger than the one she exercised in, and the billowy top covered her from wrists to neck, and down to her bottom crack. It also camouflaged her lean figure and feminine curves, leaving a lot to the imagination. The loose trouser legs were bunched up around her ankles and reached up to her knees. This left the perfect orbs of her bubble butt exposed, and just the top halves of her shapely legs. There was something about the shape of her ass, bent over as she was, and the fact that she was mostly clothed, with just these seductive bits exposed, that turned him on incredibly. Seeing all of her naked body under the shower, or anywhere, for that matter, always turned him on, but seeing just some of the best bits, and having to imagine the rest, was a new and arousing experience. "I thought this was going to be a quickie,", she said in a playful voice, commenting on the time he was taking to do something to her, after manhandling her into position. This brought him out of his reverie, and he slapped her bottom, one hard whack on each cheek for her impudence. "Ouch!" she said, with a giggle that belied her protest, and showed that it didn't really hurt. "Just be quiet and wait until I'm ready,", he said, as he continued to perve on her derriere. "Oh, so I've worn you out, have I?" she said with a chuckle. He gave her bottom another playful slap and said, "No, Mum. I was just admiring your cute little ass." He didn't see the smile that lit up her face, because she was face down, and also because he was pulling his shorts down to liberate his erection at the time. He fingered her briefly to make sure she wasn't dry inside. He had nothing to worry about there, so he nuzzled his cock-head between her upper thighs, found her labial folds, slid it down her slit until he found her opening at the bottom, and then flexed his hips, as he pulled hers towards him, to ram it all the way in. He held his cock-head hard against her cervix for a moment while he pushed the hemline of her tracky top up a little to reveal her tiny waist and all of her hips, then he started to thrust, slowly at first. Looking down, he marvelled at the sight of his stiff rod sliding in and out of her at the lower end of her bottom crack. All of this exciting flesh-on-flesh action was framed in a shroud of material: her flesh was framed by the top and bottom of her track suit; and his bare parts were visible between his T-shirt and half-masted shorts. For some reason this was one of the sexiest images he had ever seen, and his arousal level soared! ... but in his fantasy, this was meant to be a quickie, and that is what she expected too, so he increased his tempo and was soon pounding her feverishly from behind. The table shook. She was exhaling grunts or whimpers with each mighty thrust. The salt and pepper grinders fell over and rolled off onto the floor; and the lace table cloth was getting scrunched up in a major way. As he felt his climax rapidly approaching, he increased his stroke rate to 150 per minute; then, with arched back, one almighty last thrust, and a guttural grunt, he exploded in her. When he had finished pumping semen into her womb, he stood for a little while. He moved slowly in her for another minute or so, savouring the feel of her hips in his hands and her vagina wrapped around his cock. He was turned on by the sight of his own cum on his cock shaft. He jerked when an aftershock took him by surprise; and he finally slid his still erect shaft out of her. She waited a moment, and then said, "Can I get up now?" She didn't say 'Sir' this time and they both knew that she was slipping back into mother mode. "Yep," he said, as he stepped away, grabbed a tissue out of the box on the bench, and started to wipe his still hard cock clean. She stood, pulled her tracky pants up, turned, approached him, and said, "So, that was the 'something else', huh?" as she took his erect cock in her hand and went up on tip toes to kiss him sweetly on the lips. "Yep," he replied, taking her in his arms and smiling down at her. "You didn't mind, did you?" "It was lovely," she replied, but moving back into mother mode now, she let his cock go, bent down and picked up the salt and pepper grinders, straightened the table cloth, and added, "Now we can get on with breakfast, but first, help me move this table back to where it came from." "Yes, Mum," he said good naturedly, but also with a sheepish grin. They positioned themselves either side of the table and lifted it back a couple of feet to its original position. Jake made tea and coffee and also put juice on the table, while Kate cooked eggs, bacon, and toast. When they were seated opposite each other, Jake said: "Mum? When we were in bed, and you were calling me 'Sir' or 'Master' ..." "Yes?" she interjected. "Well," he continued, "is that BDSM? Have you ever been involved in BDSM?" "What do you know about BDSM?" she queried. "You couldn't have been involved." "How do you know I haven't?" he asked with a mock pout. "Well, for one thing, I doubt you would have remained a virgin until a few months ago if you were involved; and I doubt that a girl like Cassie would have agreed to that sort of thing." Jake smiled broadly and said, "Right on both counts, Mum ... but I've read about it, and also read that novel, Fifty Shades... You seem to know a bit about it, so have you been involved?" "Truth? Yes I have. You know those nights when I went out but didn't stay over?" He nodded, and she continued: "Well on a lot of those occasions I went to a BSDM club I joined some time ago. A guy I met, and went out with a few times, introduced me to it, and I loved it. It just seemed perfect for a woman like me: to use you own words, a little sex-pot... and, of course, single as well. It wasn't just the sex, because there's not much of that at clubs; a little more in smaller private groups perhaps; but it's definitely a big part of a session in private with one's Dom or Master. It was just everything else about it – that je ne sais quoi, the something in my sex life, in my life in general, that was missing." "Wow!" exclaimed Jake. "I'm learning something new about my mother every hour. I must say I'm gobsmacked... but not critical, mind you, just surprised. Tell me more." "First of all, you tell me what your impressions of BDSM are – from what you've read." "Well, my gut reaction is that it seems like an excuse for men to behave badly towards women – a bit like Clive – and for that reason, I'm surprised that a classy, very attractive young lady like you, my Mum, who could have any guy she wanted, is not only involved, but seems to enjoy it." She smiled and replied, "It seems that you, like most men who aren't involved, have got the wrong idea about the lifestyle and what it's all about. The genuine men involved in BDSM are nothing like Clive, and it's definitely is not a case of men behaving badly and getting away with it." "What about the videos I've seen of naked women tied to a cross, being flogged by men; or women in stocks being fucked by men? Isn't that something most people would consider gross?" "Vanilla people, yes, but for the participants it's all consensual, safe, sane, very satisfying, and fulfilling." "Vanilla?" he queried. "Vanilla is anything that's not lifestyle. she replied. "So called normal society, if you like." "I see," he said, "but you keep referring to this lifestyle... what do you mean by lifestyle?" "When we say lifestyle, singular, we are really referring to all alternate lifestyles: gay, lesbian, and bisexual; transgenders; bondage; discipline; dominance and submission; sadomasochism; and a number of fetishes. As you can see, there's a number of 'B's, 'D's, and 'S's in there, but we usually lump them all together as BDSM." "And, you've been involved in all of those things?" he asked, incredulously. She laughed and replied, "No, Jake. I'm definitely not a lesbian or transgender." "Bisexual?" he queried. "That was on your list." "I honestly don't know." she replied. "What do you mean – don't know?" he asked. "You either are, or aren't." "Well, I've never had a girl-girl experience, so I don't know how I'd react if a girl put the hard word on me, but I'll admit to being bi-curious. Some women are homophobic, but more women that men are bisexual, and I'd say the majority of women are at least curious. As for me, I enjoy the occasional heterosexual D/s relationship, a bit of bondage, and some light S&M." "Okay, so you may or may not be bisexual, but lets go back a bit. You've lost me with all your abbreviations and BDSM jargon," he said. "What's that all mean?" "Sorry," she replied. "A partnership between a Dominant person and a submissive person is abbreviated to 'D/s', and usually spoken that way too. Bondage is self-explanatory. S&M is the written and spoken abbreviation for Sadism and masochism, or sadomasochism, where the sadist is usually the Dominant person, and the masochist is the usually submissive person... but let's go back a few steps and start from the beginning..." "Good idea," said Jake, fascinated. "Well, its a fact of life that all people are either dominant to some degree, or submissive to some degree – would you agree with that?" "Yes," he replied. "In the vanilla world, society dictates that in a marriage or partnership, it is the male who is the dominant one, the master of his home, head of his immediate family, breadwinner, boss, or whatever label you want to put on him; and the female is the submissive one, home maker, mother, housekeeper, washerwoman, sex toy, and so on. However, as we both know, not all people are naturally like that: there are some very submissive men and some very dominant women out there. So the one size fits all standard doesn't work. Lifestyle members accept this, and freely identify themselves as being either Dominant or submissive, up front. If you haven't already seen them, I can show you some BDSM websites later, where you can see this is true. You'll see profiles of people to introduce them selves as: username female submissive 25 Perth,WA username male submissive 38 Sydney, NSW username female Dominant 35 Melbourne, Vic username male Dominant 45 Cairns, Qld and so on. There's no loss of face for a man to be a submissive (sub for short) or a woman to be a Dominant (Domme, Domina, or Dominatrix – a dominant male is referred to as a Dom). Since Dom, and Domme with double m, sound the same, lets call the female dominant a Dominatrix. Are you with me so far?" "I think so," he replied. "So, you see, BDSM is much more egalitarian than vanilla society is. Vanilla society is a man's world, very sexist, whereas in BDSM both males and females can be dominant or submissive – be true to themselves, in other words – much less stressful than conforming to a stereotype and playing a role." "That makes sense," he replied, "but why is it that in all the BDSM videos it's the man who's doing painful, humiliating, or sexual things to the woman?" "Well, my love," she replied, "just as I told you not to get your sex education from porn videos, I'm telling you now, to not get your BDSM education from kink videos for exactly the same reason. The BDSM displayed in videos is between actors, and is artificial... and you probably see more men treating women badly, than the other way around, because those videos sell better. Those videos are just another genre of porn, Jake – not real life BDSM. Haven't you ever seen a Dominatrix video? From the few I've seen, what the Dominatrices do to their poor male sex slaves is heaps worse than anything the male Doms do to their female subs. I cringe when I see what they do to guys' balls and erect cocks," she concluded with a shudder. "No, I haven't seen a woman beating up on a man, but then I probably skipped over those ones looking for one about a sexy girl getting fucked in the stocks," he replied sheepishly. "Boys will be boys," she said. "I don't want you watching porn of any kind from now on, okay?" Jake looked surprised at this ultimatum. "You're not going all prudish on me, are you Mum?" he asked. "Not at all. I'm being selfish. In case you don't know, looking at porn can lead to porn addiction, and porn addiction invariably leads to psychological impotence... and I don't want my new lover to become impotent on me any time soon. You don't need to look at porn when you have a sexy mother who has given you permission to do whatever you like to her, whenever you like." Kate and Jake Ch. 08 "You're the best, Mum!" he said with an ear-to-ear grin. "Okay, no more porn for me. Now getting back to this BDSM lifestyle my mother is involved in – so, do you get beaten up? If so, how's that different from Clive beating up on you the night I threw him out?" "It's absolutely different," she replied. "Do you remember me saying BDSM was safe, sane, and consensual?" He nodded and she continued: "No one gets beaten up. Clive was hitting me in anger – that never happens in true BDSM. However, some people do get off on pain – have to have it to orgasm, or to feel satisfied before or after sex – others don't need or like pain. No one with a low pain threshold would be asked to submit to a flogging or caning. Hmm, this conversation is going all over the place, so let's start from the beginning... A new BDSM couple might meet each other at a munch or some other lifestyle gathering..." "Munch?" queried Jake. "Sorry... a munch is a social gathering of like-minded people at a café, restaurant, pub or private home. They're usually advertised on BDSM websites. To keep it relevant to us, let's assume the dominant person is a man, and the sub is female. So Dom is introduced to sub, and there is an attraction, either straight away, or after they get to know each other better through conversation. So far, it is pretty much the way vanilla girls and boys meet." "Okay," said Jake. "What next?" "If there's a mutual attraction, the first thing they establish is who's dominant and who's submissive, then they move on to discussing their differing kinks, and limits." "Kinks and limits?" "Kinks, as in what turns you on, or what you fantasise about – we could say one of your kinks was fucking your mother in the prone position," she added with a chuckle, and he looked at her with an Aww Mum! expression. She smiled back at him and went on: "limits define how far a person is prepared to go; what they like and dislike; what they do willingly; and what they never want to even try. There are no limits, soft limits, and hard limits. An example of no limits, might be when I say there is no limit to the number of times you can fuck me. A soft limit is something the person does not want to do, or does not enjoy doing, but is happy to accommodate his/her partner if their partner gets off on that particular thing, and really needs it from time to time. Anal intercourse might be an example: some girls might not like it, but are prepared to do it occasionally if their Dom or Master gets of on it. A hard limit is something they never want to do, and if the person they are negotiating with insists on it, then there is no point in getting into a relationship. Once again, some girls might have anal as a hard limit, meaning that they don't even want to try it - maybe for some anatomical or medical reason. Scat is something most people list as a hard limit." "What's scat?" asked Jake. "You don't want to know, and I don't want to explain it – Google it if you're really interested in finding out", she replied with a 'yuck' look on her face. Jake was amused, and secretly decided he would look it up later, but for now he said, "It seems that you BDSM people get everything sorted out before you take it any further." "Pretty much," she replied. "Of course there is the equivalent of the vanilla one night stand, but they still usually still discuss limits beforehand. By comparison, vanilla people do it ass about. They meet; are attracted to each other for purely physical reasons; court each other for a short period of time; fall in lust; have sex; and then settle down to an ongoing relationship, often to find out down the track that they don't really know each other and have very little in common, other than sex. Lifestyle couples become well aware of their areas of common interest and their preferences before they commit. That isn't to say they haven't had sex together before they commit. Sex is often an integral part of play sessions, so you don't have to make a lifetime commitment to enjoy a bit of gratuitous sex in a play scenario. If after talking it all out, and then having a few play sessions to see how they get along in that regard, if they decide that they can't give each other all of what they need, then no harm done, and they simply go their separate ways, still friends – not enemies as vanilla ex-couples invariably end up being. Sexual intercourse and fidelity are two entirely separate concepts in BDSM, whereas in the vanilla world a sexual relationship implies commitment and monogamy." "So, lifestyle people are not monogamous?" asked Jake. "Most lifestyle couples are, but that doesn't preclude them involving other people in either their households, or in an occasional play session. This is another thing a lifestyle couple will sort out in the negotiating phase of their relationship. Unless a Master has made a vow of monogamy, he can have sex with anyone he likes, unless they have decided otherwise in the negotiating phase. Whether his sub does or not is up to the Master, and all subs I know obey their Master's wishes to the letter. Fidelity is being honest with each other, and putting each other above all others in one's life and affections – sex has nothing to do with it. Sex is just part of BDSM; a special part for lovers; and an enjoyable recreational activity for playmates." "Wow!" said Jake, "...but, it seems that the Master has it all his own way. He can root around if he wants to, but if he forbids it, his sub can't. That seems sexist to me." "I said earlier that I was assuming the dominant would be male and the submissive female, to relate it to us. However, each can be of either sex, so it could equally be a Dominatrix who is calling the shots. She might have a male sub who may even be her husband, and she might also have a second male sub, or male slave, and have sex with either one of them when she feels like it, or all of them, or if she trains subs, male and or female, then she can have sex with them as well in play sessions. People don't just decide I'm going to call myself a dominant so I can root around. They are either dominant or submissive by nature, genetically if you like, and when you learn more about the psychology of dominants and submissives you'll understand how and why it works. In a nutshell, they're all getting what they want, so they're happy; it works; and there is mutual respect." "I understand some of what you've told me but I can see it will take me a while to get a handle on the whole thing," said Jake. "You were calling me Sir and your young Master this morning, in bed." She nodded her agreement, and he went on: "Does that imply that you would like me to dominate you from time to time?" "I'd be over the moon if you did," she replied, "but that's entirely up to you, my love." "I'm not against the idea," said Jake, pensively. "It was fun while it lasted, but what I am concerned about, if we do that sort of thing all the time, is that our relationship might change. I love playing spanking games with you, but I don't want to lose my mum, and have her turn into a sexually submissive girlfriend." Kate smiled, stretched her arm across the tale to cover his hand with hers, and said, "As I said before, Jake, I don't want to do anything to negate the eighteen years we have enjoyed as mother and son, and I won't. I'm sure we can enjoy this new form of vanilla loving in addition to mother-son love, and even explore BDSM play together, if you like, without any of it affecting our long standing relationship. How does this sound to you: * Once we settle down after this love-a-thon we're enjoying right now, let's behave most of the time as mother and son, just like we did before yesterday; * but in the light of what has happened yesterday and today, if we find ourselves feeling a bit romantic, horny, or just frisky, then let's enjoy that too; * and let's not become a weird incestuous couple – I mean, let's not let it affect our relationships with any future lovers. If I take a husband one day, and you take a wife, we will always be mother and son – with extras, I hope (chuckle and cheeky grin). "As I said, I'm quite comfortable with switching from mother to lover and back again – maybe even to being your adoring sub at times. If you can get your head around it too, we can have a wonderful relationship for the rest of our lives." "And, if we do explore BDSM together, as you put it – what about that? ... I mean the Master-sub thing? Can I be in charge of you one moment, and you in charge of me the next?" he asked. "You're nearly nineteen, Jake," she replied. "You're a young man now, although, to me, you will always be my boy... son is a better word. I'm no longer in charge of you, and the dominant parent figure. I will always be your caring mother, but I would also be delighted if I can be your lover to, and from time to time your totally obedient little sub – in play sessions. That's all they are, Jake, play sessions. Most of the time we'll have a loving mother-son relationship as we have always had." "In that case, I'm sure I can switch backwards and forwards too. In fact, I'm looking forward to it, and I have an idea I would like to try out right now, if you're willing?" Her face lit up in excitement and anticipation. "Absolutely. What do you want me to do?" "Do you have any toys? I mean the ones I've seen in the BDSM videos?" he asked. "A big box full. I've kept them secret from you, hidden in the bottom of my wardrobe." "Okay, my little sub. Go and fetch them, and then while I have a look at what you've got, you can go and change into something sexy, like what they wear in the videos, or if you don't have any BDSM gear, your best lingerie will do." "I'm sure I can find something nice to wear for you." she said with a broad grin, and left the room. She brought a large cardboard box to him and then went back to her bedroom to change while he fossicked through it. "I'm just going to the shed to get something", he called on on his way to the back door. He was back when she reappeared looking stunning in a see through, flimsy, black top open at the front, black lace bra and knickers, suspender belt, sheer black stockings, and six-inch patent leather high heeled shoes that clacked on the tile floor as she walked. He was impressed and felt a stirring in his loins. "What did you go out back for?" she asked, intrigued. He pointed to the ceiling behind her. She looked around, and up, and saw a large G-clamp attached to a beam that ran across the room. While she was pondering it, he came up behind her and fitted a blindfold over her eyes and around her head. This excited her – she loved blindfolds with someone she trusted. He then took two fur lined leather cuffs out of the box and fastened one around each wrist; attached two lengths of silk rope, one to each cuff; and led her to stand under the G-clamp. He stood on a chair and passed the tail of each rope through the gap between the clamp and the beam, stepped down, and pulled them tight, so that her arms were now stretched above her head. He tied off the tail of the rope to the body of the rope, and stood back to admire his handiwork. She looked magnificent, stretched tall, with her arms pointing skyward, and her strikingly beautiful figure set off by the seductive lingerie. She quivered in sensual anticipation, but managed to ask, "Why the blindfold. Can't I watch what's happening?" "The blindfold's for me." he replied, "so I can look, touch, prod, and perve without being distracted by you watching me do it." Her twat tingled as she digested what he just said. "You're so good at this already, and you haven't had any lessons yet." "Maybe. We'll see. Now you just be a quiet little sub and let me enjoy myself." "Yes, Sir," she replied, and tensed slightly, not in fear, but in eager anticipation as she heard his footsteps approaching. "You're a beautiful woman," he said as he ran his hands over the slim lines of her body, while he slowly circumnavigated her. "Thank you ," she said. "You know the rules," he said. "Speak when I give you permission to talk, or when acknowledging a command." "Yes, Sir", she acknowledged, and then sighed as he ran his hands over her bra cups, finally slipping one hand inside to feel her naked breast and roll the nipple between his fingers. She tingled as he ran his hand down her flat belly, and moaned when he continued on between her legs and massaged her pussy through the silky, lace-trimmed material of her sexy knickers. He stood very close, in front of her, and she could feel the gentle brush of his clothes against hers, and the heat of his body. He kissed her gently on the lips, then more passionately, and finally with tongues. She responded ardently, as best she could, in her trussed up condition. He then knelt and traced his hand all the way up her shapely legs, one leg at a time, and heard a sharp intake of breath as he bumped her womanhood each time he reached the top. He walked around behind her and cupped a buttock in each hand – he could almost fit both of them in one hand. He got off on her ass – it was small and perfect. He reached around and opened wide her see-through blouse, and she wondered how he was going to get it off her, given the way she was tied up. She was impressed at his ingenuity when he stood on the chair, pulled the blouse up her arms, and ropes, and tucked it into the G-clamp. Then he undid her bra catch and disposed of the bra in the same way, by tucking it into the space between the clamp and beam. Then he stood in front of her and admired her very trim and feminine figure which was now naked to the waist. The blindfold hid her eyes, but he could see a hint of a smile on her face. He unclipped the suspenders from her stockings, slid the suspender belt down her legs, and ordered her to kick it off, which she did, but it caught on the six-inch heels, so he removed her shoes, along with the entangled garment. He left her sheer black stockings on because he thought she looked so sexy with her blindfold, stockings, and lacy black knickers, which was all she was wearing now. He felt, prodded, and palpated her breasts and tummy like a doctor would during a physical examination, and finally slipped his hand inside her knickers, gave her clitoris a long rub, and then inserted one, then two, fingers inside her. She moaned and buckled at the knees, but her overhead restraints stopped her falling and she remained suspended for a moment, until she took her weight on her legs again. He then removed her sexy panties, sliding them down her legs and ordering her to kick them off. Jake took his own pants and undies off because the pressure of his erect cock was a painful distraction. He then placed the chair close in front of her, sat on it, and picked up her legs by placing his hands behind her knees. He wrapped her legs around his neck so he ended up with his head buried between her thighs, and her pussy in front of his face. Her weight was supported by her legs on his shoulders and the ropes she was suspended from. "Are you comfortable?" Jake asked. "Oh yes, Sir. the cuffs are very well padded." "Good!" he said, and cupping her bottom in his hands, he pulled her groin hard against his face, and started licking her out. After giving her a good tongue lashing for a few minutes, he then refined his technique, and used the tip of his tongue to seek out her clitoris first, and then her vaginal opening, and gave them a good work out. He could taste a trace of his own semen in her, and, strangely, that turned him on too. She locked her ankles behind his back and used her legs to lock his head into her crotch, while moaning, swinging on her restraints, and moving her hips in a face-fucking manner. He ran his tongue up and down her slit and then sucked one of her inner lips into his mouth and played with it for a while, before repeating the exercise on the other pussy lip. She was jerking around on her restraints now, and becoming more vocal as she spiralled upwards towards that elusive, but inevitable orgasm that would wipe her out any moment now. Then she came! She cried out, and was twisting and turning as she hung from her restraints above her with Jake's neck locked in a vice-like grip in front of her. In fact, her convulsions were so violent that she knocked her unexpecting son sideways with enough impact to topple him off his chair. This left her hanging by the wrists from the ropes, knees buckled, legs bent and trailing on the floor, still jerking in climactic aftershocks. Jake sprang to his feet, picked her up, supporting her with his arms under her thighs and hands firmly grasping her buttocks. He moved forward so that it pushed her backwards on her restraints and caused her to lean into him. Then he reached under her, guided his rampant love rod into her love tunnel, and started to thrust into her. She locked her ankles behind his back at waist level and pulled her mid-section hard onto him – she would have put her arms around his neck if she could, and hugged him as he rogered her, but suspended as she was, this was not possible, but it allowed him to kiss her on the lips and on her nipples, as his hips continually flexed with the upwards thrusting. He kissed her hard and thrust his tongue as far down her throat as he could, while at the same time pile-driving his overinflated cock in as deep as he could, almost as if he was trying to get the tip of his tongue to meet the head of his cock, somewhere in the middle of her body. They were bathed in a patina of sweat as the were locked together in their wild act of copulation, and both of them were so very very carried away with love and lust. Then he gripped her tight as he came, and she cried out again, this time partly because his coming triggered an aftershock in her, but mostly because of the eroticism of the whole play session. ---------- oOo ---------- Kate and Jake Ch. 09 After mother and son's first BDSM session Thanks to Tigersman for the time spent in editing... Jake gripped his young mother tight with one arm under her bottom and the other around her waist, until his ejaculation stopped spurting, and his dick stopped throbbing. She still had her arms extended above her head, restrained by the silk ropes which attached her padded wrist cuffs to the ceiling beam, but he had stepped forward so that she leant into him as she hung from her wrists and sat on his hips with her legs interlocked behind his waist, still impaled from below with his erect cock. Her body still twitched from time to time as she rested her chin on his shoulder and rubbed her cheek against his. He wanted to cut her down, but that would mean putting her feet on the floor and letting her go so he could release the ropes from her cuffs. He was not at all confident she would be able to stand up at the moment, so he hugged her tight to him instead. He gently rocked her body, kissed her cheek and neck, and enjoyed the feel of being inside her in this period of the afterglow. She eventually whispered in his ear, "My darling boy... that was the best BDSM session I have ever had, and possibly the best sex I have ever had. If I have had better sex, then it's also been with you, my wonderful son, my now grown up young man." "It was fabulous for me too, Mum," he said. "You looked so stunning when you came back in your sexy lingerie. At the risk of sounding crude, you looked so sexy that I just wanted to fuck you, and when I did it was one of the best experiences I've ever had - the slow, gentle, fuck we had last night, when you were half asleep, was pretty special too, but every time with you has been a mind-blowing experience for me. All that BDSM stuff turned me on too, and if you still want to explore it together, then I'm definitely up for that." "You make me so happy, Jake; happier than I've been with any man before." "If I put you down, do you think you can stand for a moment?" he asked. "I think I can now," she said, and he gently lowered her feet to the ground. Now she was in her original posture again, standing tall with her arms stretched skywards, but stark naked this time, save the black stockings. He thought how beautiful she looked. He was tempted to walk around her again as he did in the beginning, looking, touching, caressing, but she was exhausted. Instead, he quickly unfastened her wrist-cuffs, left them swinging on the ends of their ropes, and scooped her up in his arms. He walked over to the couch and gently deposited her on its soft cushions so she was lying down, and then covered her with a crocheted rug from another chair. He lay down next to her and slipped his half naked body under the cover so they could snuggle in the spoon position, with her bottom in his lap, and gently kissed her neck and shoulders as she wriggled into him for closer contact. "I never knew being with a woman could be this wonderful," he said, "or that I would ever have this sort of relationship with my mother. Being frank and honest, as we promised each other we would be, I've been in lust with you since puberty. While it was just a fantasy, which I thought would never come true, I thought that if by some remarkable circumstance it did one day, then it would be fantastic but essentially just a thrill. That's why I didn't let myself entertain those incestuous, lustful thoughts for long when they came into my mind, because I love you too much as my mum, and have too much respect for you, to reduce you to being just one of my conquests - just another root. But now we have added this wonderful new dimension to our life-long love for each other, I'm over the moon in love with you, and looking forward to us being like we are forever: mother and son; lovers; best friends; confidants; supporters; and play mates." "I feel the same way," she said as she wriggled her bottom even harder against him and his now stiffening manhood. "Sorry," he said with a chuckle. "Sorry for what?" she asked with a slight giggle, knowing the gist of what he was about to say. "You said last night, you don't like my cock prodding you in the back," he replied. "Why don't you put it inside where it belongs while we snuggle and talk?" she asked. "I'm not being a little sex-pot, as you described me earlier on, and we don't have to do anything, but it would be warm and nice, and I love being connected to you in that way." "As long as I'm not over doing it with you," he replied. "We've done it three time this morning and I don't want to wear out my welcome." "Don't worry, Jake. I'm not tender and I can assure you I am so well lubricated with our love juices that there won't be a problem... but what about you? You said last night, after our day of passion, you were feeling a bit of ball strain. I'm the one who should be worrying about her son, not the other way round." "Don't worry about me," he said as he slipped it in. "That feels s-o-o-o good - and, as you say, we can just talk. We don't have to do anything just because I'm a randy eighteen year old who just happens to have his erect cock deep inside the sexiest mother in the world." "Jake, I love you so much, and it does feel nice, doesn't it. We should do this more often when we're talking. Oh, and Jake, there is something I want to say - as for being a randy eighteen year old, you are not that at all. Since we got started on your sex education lessons yesterday morning, you've been the most considerate lover I've ever had. You've not pressured me into sex at all, and I knew if at any time I had said enough, you would have respected my wishes and backed off immediately. It was me who couldn't get enough of you, and you accommodated me so wonderfully well. I hope I haven't worn you out or given you what you call ball strain?" He chuckled and said, "No, Mum, the last twenty-four hours have been the best in my life, so it seems we are both one hundred percent in this together." "It's lovely, isn't it," she said, with a wriggle of her cute little bottom, which stiffened his erection and made his balls inflate. As he ever so slightly moved inside her, she went on to say, "Hey, Jake. I'm so thrilled to hear you tell me how much you love me, but I sincerely hope this new relationship of ours won't mess with your mind and make it hard for you to relate to girls around your own age." "Don't worry about it, Mum - it won't. The only difference it will make to me is that I won't be tempted to neglect my studies to pursue some inappropriate liaison just for sex. Never fear, when the right young lady comes along, you'll be the first to know about it. Now it's my turn to say that I hope having an eighteen year old son to play with whenever you feel like it, one who loves you to distraction, won't affect your ability to date and relate to men around your own age." "It won't, and like you, our relationship will save me the heartaches and guilt trips arising from inappropriate dates with less than perfect men, just so I can get a bit of sexual release from time to time. That's a wonderful thing about incest, isn't it - not having to go out for hamburger when we can enjoy steak at home, as Paul Newman said. We can get everything we need at home until Mr Right and Miss Perfect come along for us." "...and, for a lot longer than that, I hope," he added, as he gave her another gratuitous nudge with his penis. "In case you're wondering, no matter how much I am in love with Miss Perfect, as far as I'm concerned, nothing will come between my mother and me." "I'm glad you said that," she said, "because I feel exactly the same way. That's another marvellous thing about incest. No one would ever be suspicious or think it strange if a boy wants to visit his mum, or if she wants to see him. Even if we had to go away for a few days for some reason, no one would think anything of it, and if it came to light that we had shared a hotel room, we could simply say we were economising on accommodation costs, and no one would question it, or even be suspicious. I'm sure I'd have no feelings of guilt, or consider it a breach of fidelity to our new partners, would you?" "Absolutely not," he replied. "When a guy takes a wife, he assumes he will be sharing her to some degree with her family, and the wife assumes the same thing of him. It would be prudent, however, not to let them know to what extent we share," he said with a chuckle and another gentle thrust. "I'm so happy that we are on the same page," she said as she took his hand off her breast and placed it on her womanhood. "Me too," he said as he started massaging her clitoris and began to slide in and out of her in a more definite way, "but then, as you pointed out, we share a gene pool so it is not remarkable that mother and son think alike. Oh, that is so incredibly sexy!" "What?" she queried, thinking that something other than the fact that he was fucking her must have prompted his remark. "When I moved my fingers down your slit I felt my cock shaft sliding backwards and forwards in you," he said as he place a finger either side of his reciprocating piston and rubbed her clitoris with the heel of his hand. He could also tweak her labia with his fingers in this position. "Oh," is all she said in reply, but became acutely aware of his new technique and found it incredibly arousing. Her clitoris was getting a good massage; his fingers were sliding over her labia and compressing them; and his very engorged cock was not only stretching her vagina as it slid in and out, but was also massaging her G-spot in a most delicious way. Mentally visualising what was going on down below, and feeling the physical sensations that go with it, rapidly escalated her arousal level. Meanwhile, he was enjoying the amazing feeling of slowly thrusting into her warm, tight slippery love tunnel, and to this physical stimulation was added the mental image of his rigid cock shaft sliding between his fingers - proof positive that he was really and truly fucking his beloved mother. They both started to show signs of imminent orgasm. She had her eyes closed; grimacing and gritting her teeth; moving her head in a random way; pressing her bottom hard into him; holding onto his arm with one white knuckled fist; and uttering random sounds and unintelligible words. He hugged her tight, squeezing a breast with one hand while frigging her with the other; now thrusting harder and faster; grimacing and grunting. Then they came! - simultaneously, and dramatically! They clutched each other and held on hard as the climactic heat of their coupling welded them together as one: body, mind, and soul. After what seemed like a very long time, indeed, Jake stirred and said: "Mum, no more talking, no more worrying about the future; we are so right for each other, and you are my lover forever, no matter how things work out with others." "As it should be," she replied. ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 10 Madeleine Thanks to Tigersman for editing... Author's note to the Anonymous commenters: According to Literotica's writing guide in the Volunteer Editor's section, 'come' is a verb, and 'cum' is a noun. 'Mum' is how we address our mothers in all UK English speaking countries - I'm Australian. It was now a few weeks down the track since thirty-four year old Kate and her eighteen year old son, Jake, had enjoyed their first ever BDSM play session. As Kate had explained to Jake, true and committed lifestyle members usually start the courting process with a negotiating session in which they discuss their kinks, fantasies, likes, dislikes, and limits. In their case they found their 'likes' coincided; they had very few dislikes, only the things most people would not want to do; and no limits other than an undertaking that no matter how involved they got with each other, it wouldn't affect their mother-son relationship, nor the way they related to any boyfriends or girlfriends who might come along - this was more important to Kate than an issue for Jake. As a mother she didn't want incest to spoil his chances of him finding a wife one day or, indeed, just having a good time with girls his own age in the meantime. As long as she was able to enjoy her beautiful son along the way, she was happy, and under no pressure to find a partner of her own. She had done what all women are instinctively prompted by instinct to do - have at least one child to pass on their genes - so there was no pressure on her to marry now she had a new relationship with Jake. As for fantasies, Jake didn't have many, especially now he had a regular sex life at home. Doing it with his sexy mother, who he had secretly lusted after for years, was a big enough fantasy-come-true for him to blot out any other flights of fancy he may have had when masturbating before they got it on. Kate on the other hand did have a few fantasies that Jake was surprised to hear. A boy tends to put his mother on a pedestal and think, while she might be normal and enjoy sex from time to time, she is otherwise fairly pure of thought. Nevertheless, he was delighted to hear about the things she would like to try one day, and eager to be a willing participant. "That's a wonderful thing about incest," she said. "Because we have known each other for all of your life, and most of mine, we really know each other, and can discuss these things in an open, frank, and honest way. I would be reluctant to admit some of my fantasies to a boyfriend, in case he thought I was weird, or respected me less as a result of confiding them in him. The freedom of being able to discuss anything and everything with you in such a relaxed way, knowing you won't love me any less for it, is a freedom I cherish. Also, we can try things, and if we don't like them, we don't have to do them again - no harm done - but at least we can stop wondering what this or that might be like. It can be a bit tricky with unrelated partners... they might get the wrong impression." "I know what you mean, Mum, about this soul mate thing. It's even more of a benefit for me, having only been with one girl before you, and I'm not just talking about the sex. I've learned so much in the last few weeks - stuff I would've taken years to learn, bumbling around with differing girls. Apart from sexual techniques, I've also learned how to make love, as distinct from just having sex." He thought for a moment and then asked, "What do you have in mind, right now?" What he was alluding to was the fact that as they lay on her bed, cuddling and talking, she had her hand on the front of his shorts and was tracing the outline of is erecting cock with her fingers. "Well," she said, "I know we have done something sexy and wonderful at least once every day since the first day of our new relationship, but in case you haven't noticed, we haven't done anything for the last two days." "I've noticed all right," he replied, "and missed it, but with your shift work and my schedule, that's just the way it's worked out... unfortunately. Did you have something particular in mind, or do you just want to make up for lost time?" "Hmm," she said, shyly. "You know how we talked about fantasies?" "Yes," he replied, becoming very interested. "Well, I've seen cum on your cock shaft, or dripping out of me, but I've never actually seen it spurt out of your cock, and for some reason I can't get the idea out of my head. After two days abstinence you must've built up a bit of a load, s-o-o-o, I was wondering if you would mind if I wanked you and sucked you until you were ready to come and then watched it happen. You probably think your mum is very wicked for wanting to see that?" He smiled and said, "Not at all, Mum. Go for it." He peeled off his T-shirt and she undid the button and zip on his shorts. She knelt at his feet, pulled them down, liberating his now erect penis, and discarded them. Looking him in they eye and smiling mischievously, she crawled forward and lay beside him, her head level with his crotch. She played with his cock for a few minutes, lifting it this way and that as she examined it in detail, and then put it in her mouth, while fondling his balls. She bobbed her head up and down several times before attempting a deep throat. After a couple of goes, she managed to get it past her gag reflex and he felt it slide down the tightness of her throat. He lay with his head on the pillow, eyes closed, groaned, and said, "Oh, Mum, that feels so amazing!" She managed it another couple of times and then, because of the gagging and copious amounts of saliva dripping from her chin, she went back to giving him a traditional but vigorous blow job. He luxuriated in the glorious feeling of his sexy, very beautiful mother's mouth wrapped around his engorged love tool as she fellated him. After a few minutes of her vigorous ministrations he said: "I'm getting very close!" With that warning she gave him a few quick sucks for good luck, replaced her mouth with her curled fingers on his saliva lubricated cock, and wanked him furiously as she repositioned herself so she was lying beside him, head on his chest, staring down at the eye of his cock, stroking him and waiting for the eruption. She felt his body stiffen under her as he arched his back, grimaced, and gave out a huge grunt. The way she was gripping his cock caused it to be angled upwards a little and the first massive squirt went straight over her head, striking him in the face, and leaving a snail trail in her hair. The second spurt hit her fair and square in the face, creaming her nose and upper lip. The third spurt hit her on her chin, and the fourth one fell short but still managed to dump a copious amount of thick white goo on his abdomen. Then, as she continued to wank him, slower now, semen continued to flow out of his cock-eye and run over her fingers. She moved her head down his belly, put his cock in her mouth, and sucked him dry like a vacuum cleaner. Then when there was no more to come out, she licked her fingers clean, turned her head to look at him and said: "That was amazing! You know, I've never seen that before - probably because I've never wanked a guy all the way off. What a load! I'm not really surprised from the way you've filled me up before, but it was so awesome to watch. Thank you, Jake." "You're more than welcome," he replied with a grin. "It felt amazing!" As they smiled and looked at each other, they both spontaneously burst out laughing, each thinking the other looked so comical, he with a big white blob of cum on his forehead, extending down the bridge of his nose, and she with a white moustache and a generous amount of white goo dripping from her chin in long white filaments. "Come here, wench!" he commanded, and she was quick to obey. Despite the cum on her lips, they kissed passionately. When they came up for air, she proceeded to lick his face clean. While the thought of him doing the same for her seemed a bit shocking to him at first, licking his own cum, the intimacy of the whole situation overcame his inhibitions. He thought, 'what the heck!' and returned the favour by cleaning her up with his tongue too. When he gathered up some of the bigger bits, and baulked at swallowing them, he transferred them to her mouth with a kiss, and she obligingly swallowed them, but he did swallow smaller amounts splattered around her face. Once he got started he discovered a whole new feeling of oneness with her, as if anything they did together was pure and beautiful... and he began to rejoice of the flavour of his own love juices as he kissed and licked her clean. They kissed and cuddled for a while, and then she said, "I know you have a quick recovery time, especially after a couple of days off, and I was wondering..." and she trailed off as she looked for the words. "Y-e-s?" he said in and enquiring tone of voice, and then decided to answer for her: "Were you going to ask me if I might be interested in doing something else?" "Yes," she admitted, "but I was thinking mostly of you. I know you've just had an orgasm, but I also know you like it more when it's real thing... going off inside me, I mean. If you're interested...?" He rolled her onto her back, leant over her, looked down on her lovely face, and repeated her words: "If I'm interested? What do you think?" he said as he started to unbutton her blouse, while intermittently kissing her between each button. When all buttons were undone, he peeled her lapels open to expose her pert breasts and flat tummy. He kissed her again and she closed her eyes as his lips and tongue wandered down her neck and came to rest on her left breast. As he suckled on her nipple his hand wandered down her flat belly, over her miniskirt, onto her thigh, and then upwards until he was tracing the outline of her camel toe with his finger through the material of her panties. He kept this up, alternately suckling on each breast while fingering her pussy from the outside of her knickers, until he heard, saw, and felt unmistakeable signs of arousal in her. He was pleased to feel himself rising to the occasion too, although this was not surprising because, as she quite rightly pointed out, the real thing was so much more of a turn on than a blow job and wank, even if the oral sex and masturbation was being administered by the most beautiful woman in the world (that's how he saw her at this moment in time)... and it had been a couple of days! As she raced up the climactic mountain, he hitched her miniskirt up around her waist, slipped his hand inside her panties, and did to her what she had recently been doing to him, finally moving his lips back up to hers and kissing her passionately as he wanked her with two fingers inside, his other hand on her breast, and his tongue well down her throat. His own arousal peaked as hers warned of imminent orgasm. When she cried out: "I'm going to come!" he quickly and roughly pulled her pants down and off her ankles, spread her legs, reinserted two fingers into her vagina, and while leaning over her, looking down on her tortured face, he frigged her energetically. When she opened her eyes for a moment and gazed into his, it was as if they were looking into each other's souls, and while in this mesmerised state, her face contorted, without losing eye contact with him, her body stiffened, and she cried out again. He wasted no time in throwing a leg over her, and entering her. As he thrust deep into her he kept his eyes fixed on hers, and, as best she could, she did the same during her orgasm, which started with an explosion in her groin, followed by a tidal wave of sensation that spread down to her toes, and up to her scalp. her brain short circuited in the process, creating a burst of stars in her field of vision. The strong contractions of her vaginal and pelvic floor muscles on his rigid member quickly brought him to orgasm too, sometime between her first and second climaxes. She held his arms tightly and watched as his eyes rolled back and every muscle in his face contorted and combined in a grimace of agony and ecstasy as he paused, and then filled her up... and then she came again! - the intense mental stimulation of looking into his eyes while they were doing it, and watching him climaxing, was too much for her, and she suffered the exquisite pain and pleasure of aftershock after aftershock, as did he. When he finally collapsed, first on her, but then immediately rolling off onto the mattress beside her, she pulled the covers up over their naked bodies and they cuddled for a long time in the afterglow. Finally, he said: "That definitely made up for two days of abstinence." "It sure did, and I've also had one of my fantasies satisfied. It was so awesome to see you shoot your load, Jake, and now, every time you come inside me I can imagine how much love you are pumping into me. I'm sure those thoughts will make me come even harder, if that's possible. The multiple orgasms I just had were amazing." "Mine too," he confirmed as he cuddled her and let his hand wander slowly over her very sexy body. "We haven't seen a lot of each other over the last few days," she said. "Any news? Any new young ladies hanging around my young man at uni?" Jake chuckled and said, "Not any that I'm interested in. I'm not saying they're ugly or anything - quite the contrary. The plain girls tend to hang back. It's the dolly birds who are more confident and forthcoming." "Well, if they're good looking, why aren't you interested? You need to expand your sex life one day soon, Jake." "So, I'm wearing you out, am I?" he teased. "Novelty's wearing off, is it, Mum?" She gave him a painful dig in the ribs and said, "You're a naughty boy for saying that. Heaven for me would be to be shipwrecked on a desert island with you, walking along the beach naked, and making love at every opportunity. You know that!" "I do," he said with a chuckle. "Me too, and that's why I don't encourage them. I'm not rude to them, and I allow them to keep face by telling them I'm seeing someone off-campus at the moment," and sensing her maternal concern he added, "...but don't worry Mum; when someone special comes along I'll be available. It's just that when I have everything I want at home I can't see any reason to neglect my studies by spending a lot of time courting a girl for sex, at least not until Miss Perfect comes along." She snuggled in and said, "I'm happy you feel like that," and her maternal concern faded away. "That reminds me," he said, "there's one girl I've become friends with, just friends, and I was wondering if it would be okay to ask her around for lunch on Saturday or Sunday, depending on your shifts at the hospital?" "I'm working both days, but Sunday would be good - I don't start until three o'clock." She sat up now, suddenly interested in this bit of news. "So who's this new friend of yours. Tell me all about her." "Her name's Madeleine, or 'Maddy' for short," he replied. "You've mentioned her before," she said, "but never gone on about her so I assumed there was nothing to tell." "Well, there wasn't anything to tell, until yesterday, but you weren't around to tell. There still isn't any great romance to announce," he said. "She's just a friend. She's four years older than me, for one thing, so we're not courting, if that's what you were thinking." "Four years! I'm sixteen years older than you and that doesn't seem to dampen your ardour." "But you're my Mum and sixteen years is an extraordinarily small age difference between mother and son. On top of that, you're the sexiest woman I know - more attractive and more desirable than any of the seventeen and eighteen year olds at uni." "Aww, Jake, that was a lovely thing to say," she said as she slid back down under the covers and cuddled him, her hand automatically going to his cock, just as his often went unthinkingly to her breast. "Okay, tell me about her." Well, it started one day when I sat down at a table in the library to study, and she was sitting opposite me. She's a medical student in her second last year. Next time I was studying in the library she sat at my table. I don't know if it was by chance, given that the table was near the medical section, or because we got into conversation last time, and sort of knew each other a bit. I enjoyed studying with her, so next time I went to the library I actually sought her out. That time we had a coffee break together in the library café, and since then, when we're both in the library, we always sit together. As I say, she's four years older than me, and there's no question of either one of us conning the other up. It's just a very relaxed friendship with no ulterior motives. It's relaxing and nice, not like sitting with someone you want to date, and having to mind your 'p's and 'q's." "That's nice, Jake. It is nice to have a friend of the opposite sex who's not primarily interested in getting into your pants. I've got a couple of friends at work among the doctors and male nurses like that. But, tell me, if there's nothing going on between you two, what prompted you to want to bring her home to share a meal with us? ...and, what did you mean when you said: 'there wasn't anything to tell, until yesterday', huh?" "Yes, well, we were having coffee yesterday and chatting about all sorts of things - we get on very well conversationally. She asked me if I had a girlfriend, and knowing she wasn't flirting with me, this time I gave an honest answer and said: no, not at the moment. Until the right girl comes along I'm more interested in studying and getting good grades to set up my future. You?" "I'm like you", she replied. "Medicine isn't an easy course, and your grades count a lot when a hospital is deciding who they are going to take on as interns, so, no, I don't have time for a boyfriend at the moment - plenty of time for that after I graduate. The only downside is that I'm a normal girl with a healthy libido, and sometimes a sexual drought is almost as distracting as a boyfriend might be." "I said to her, surely a girl like you wouldn't have a problem getting a bit of casual sex from time to time, or better still, finding a fuck buddy, you know, a friend with extras, so you two could get together for a bit of mutual satisfaction and relief when it's mutually desirable, without having to take much time away from your studies at all." "Casual sex if out of the question," she said. "Even in this promiscuous age, a girl still has to be careful of her reputation, especially if she wants to be a doctor one day, and command the respect of her colleagues and patients. A fuck buddy would be perfect and that's why I brought the subject up. How would you feel about being my fuck buddy, Jake, just until the end of uni, or, I suppose, for as long as we want to keep the special part of the friendship going - no obligations, just a bit of gratuitous sex between friends when we feel like it?" "Me? I said, gobsmacked. But I'm four years younger than you. Wouldn't you be better off with someone your own age, a med student perhaps, so you could study together and have a sex break every now and again, instead of a coffee break." "She laughed and said, That wouldn't work. Firstly, if we were the same age or he was a little older than me, then it'd probably end up becoming a normal girlfriend-boyfriend situation, which I don't want at the moment. Secondly, the med students are a tight nit, gossipy group, and I fear that everybody would know about it sooner or later. As for you being four years younger than me, I don't see what the has to do with it. I'm not proposing a long term romantic or committed relationship - although I do hope we'll always be friends later in life, with or without extras. It's just that both of us put our studies before partying; both of us are missing out on one of life's pleasures and necessities; I like you a lot, and you seem to like me; so why not help each other out, huh?" Kate and Jake Ch. 10 "I said to her, why not indeed... but can I think about it overnight and give you and answer tomorrow?" "'Sure,' she said, and then, looking at her watch she added, 'On that note, I think we should be getting back to our books, don't you?' - and we went back upstairs. She's not really bossy, but she is very disciplined when it comes to keeping to her study schedule." "Wow," said Kate, "a lot happens when I leave you alone for a day or two. Why didn't you give her an answer straight away?" Jake answered: "For one thing, it came out of the blue and I wanted time to think, but the main reason was I wanted to bounce the idea off you, to see what you thought, and how you feel about it." Kate hugged him and said, "That's lovely of you Jake, to consider your mum when a presumably attractive girl is making you an offer any other man would jump at - sex with absolutely no strings attached! I think you should be quick to get back to her before she changes her mind, and accept her offer. I never want to lose you as my lover, but as a mother I also don't want your whole sex life to revolve around me. Now tell me, is she attractive? - is she nice?" "I find her attractive," Jake replied. "She not a dolly bird; not beautiful like you; not petite and sexy like you; but attractive in a farm girl type of way. She's relatively tall for a girl, about five-ten, and a little more solid than you - not an ounce of superfluous fat, mind you, just a bigger bone structure, and well covered, that's all. I've seen her in her gym clothes and she looks good, real good. Some bigger girls have fat thighs, but her legs are a lovely shape all the way up to her bum. Her bum is bigger than yours but looks good because it's in proportion to the rest of her figure. She has fairly large boobs, but I won't hold that against her - I'm a small boobs man, myself, by the way" he added, and she gave him an affectionate squeeze for the implied compliment. "Yes, she's pleasantly attractive, Mum." "Do you think you will enjoy fucking her?" asked Kate. "Answer truthfully, Jake. We'll be mother an son forever, but as lovers we'll only work if we're open and frank with each other. I promise I'm not jealous, and never will be. I'm only asking because it is much easier to do a good job if your heart's in it. I can tell instantly if a guy is really interested in me, or if anything in a skirt will do, as long as he gets his rocks off. " "Now that the idea has been put in my head, yes I do find the prospect of fucking her to be quite appealing, and thanks to you, I think I will be able to do it this time round without the hangups I had after the Cassie affair. I'm relaxed about the idea, and looking forward to it." "Good," she said as she stroked his now long and hard cock. "All this talk about my boy fucking a girl from uni has made me feel quite hot and wet, so how would you feel about your mother sitting on this?" she said as she held his erection up vertically." "I'd love it, Mum," he said with a smile, and she sat up, disposed of the bed covers, and threw her leg over him. Before she put him inside her pussy, she said, "Don't worry about giving me another orgasm; I've done very well indeed this morning, thank you. I just want to slowly ride you until you come." "Unfortunately for you, I have different ideas," he said, as he put two pillows under his head, grasped both her buttocks in his hands, and slid her up his belly and chest, which made her giggle in anticipation. With her pussy right in front of his face, and slightly above, the pillows put his mouth in a perfect position to lick her out without him having to strain his neck muscles to reach her. She placed her hands on the wall behind the bedhead as he went to work on her with his tongue and lips. As he made her pussy wet with his saliva he was incredibly turned on by the sight in front of his eyes. He was on his back, looking upwards, over her pubic mound, at her flat belly and her six pack which intermittently appeared and disappeared, as she tensed up in a moment of high arousal and sensitivity, and then relaxed while he was moving his focus to the next erogenous part of her womanhood. Above her belly were her perfect breasts: cute; pert; firm; and just the size he liked. Through the valley between her boobs he could see her neck with the sinews and muscles standing out in relief as he drove her mad with his oral caresses down below. Her head was leaning against the wall between her hands one moment, and then raised the next, face turned skywards, as she tensed in a particularly nice, pre-orgasmic moment, as he licked her clitoris and massaged her G-spot. She was highly aroused before they started, and now she was spiralling upwards, out of control, speeding towards the point of no return... and then she came! big time! She cried out; banged her head on the wall; jerked and spasmed (Jake was fascinated watching her tummy muscles dance a jig); and her pubic bone and pussy were bouncing around so out of control, that Jake had to pull his head back a little to avoid losing some teeth. When the main part of her orgasm was over, she knelt there, back straight, supporting herself with extended arms on the wall, head hanging, and eyes fixed on his smiling face. "Amazing!" she said. "I don't know how you do it to me. I think it's just because it is you who's doing it to me. No one's ever made me come like you do; a lot of guys don't bring me to orgasm at all; in fact, I'm one of those women who don't orgasm easily, or often." "You could've fooled me," said Jake with a cheeky grin, and she flexed her hips to give his face a slap with her pussy for his impudence." "It's true," she said. "Every time I date a guy I wonder, 'is this going to be the night? I hope so!' but it rarely is. I've come every time with you, and that's incredible, and awesome - a new and wonderful experience for me. It seems that while I'm helping you get over your Cassie complex, you're showing me that I'm a normal, healthy, sensual woman who can climax every time with the right man." He put his hands on her buttocks, pulled her womanhood forward to his mouth, and gave her a loving licking-out to bring her back to the boil, and then said. "Now you can go back to what you were going to do in the first place." "Yes, Sir," she said as she slid down his body, went up on her knees so her body was straight and vertical, thighs parted like an A-frame, knees either side of his hips. She rubbed the eye of his cock up and down her slit a few times and closed her eyes as she luxuriated in the feel of it, and twitched as a tiny aftershock from her previous orgasm caught her unawares. She nuzzled his cock head into her vaginal entrance and then slowly lowered herself onto him. Her facial expressions and eyes showed Jake how much sensual and erotic pleasure this slow penetration was giving her. "Just like that," he said, "not much faster. I want you to fuck me long and slow." She opened her eyes for a moment, smiled at him and said, "You've got it, son," and then closed them again, and adopted that faraway look as she slowly rose and fell on him. He still had his head propped up on the pillows and this gave him an excellent view of what was happening. As she rose up, the muscles in her thighs tensed to show off her lovely legs, and the tendons stood out in stark relief forming an inverted 'V' from mid-thigh to pubic bone and down the other side. He watched in wonder as his glistening cock shaft appeared inch-by-inch until he could just see the base of its purple helmet, and then, as she lowered herself, it slowly impaled her and disappeared again. All the time her body formed a magnification picture for him to behold. Her back was straight and head held high, albeit with eyes closed, and she had a happy smile on her face. His eyes scanned her slowly from her knees to the top of her head: her lovely thighs, spread wide, with his cock vertically centred between them; her feminine hips; her tiny waist; her flat, sometimes muscular tummy; her beautiful young boobs; her angelic face currently showing an expression somewhere between contentment and rapture; and her lovely hair. She must have been getting aroused again, and in need of support, because she leant back slightly, body still ram-rod straight, and supported her weight on her extended arms, hands placed on his legs. Jack scanned her body again now she was in this new forty-five degree angle, cowgirl position, and felt his cock was going to burst. His erection was becoming so engorged with blood that it was almost painful in a highly erotic way. He had a good angle now to observe her vulva as she slowly fucked him. As she pulled back and his shaft was coming out of her it seemed to pull a little of her out with it, she was so tight, so it ended up with a collar of thin flesh around his cock. Then, as she reversed her direction, that frill disappeared inside again as his rod went back into her, and there was something else he had never seen before: this penetrating action tended to drag a little external skin inside, causing the top or her slit to invaginate ever so slightly, so her clitoris rotated downwards until its tip was dragging on the top of his disappearing cock-shaft. He thought: 'Maybe, depending on their anatomy, this is why some women have so called vaginal orgasms. Maybe it's really a combination of stimulation of the clitoris and G-spot, at the same time, that sends them off?' True or not, there was not doubt that his mother was getting highly turned on. It was all so wondrous and amazing, that even with her very slow rhythm, he suddenly spiralled up out of control and started pumping what semen he had left into her. She felt the throbbing and suddenly came alive. She sat up straight, leant forward, put her hands on the bed either side of him, and started fucking him furiously. This brought on the aftershock orgasm that had been elusively hanging around since she mounted him, and her high level of activity, coupled with the contractions of her pelvic muscles on his cock, kept his orgasm going too. His first orgasm was a quiet one that crept up on him, but now they both cried out. She fell on him, and they kissed passionately like the primal beings they had become, as they rolled around on the bed, fucking continuously and wildly as they went. When they were both spent, they lay in each other's arms, hot, sweaty, and totally enervated, but gloriously happy and fulfilled. He was now on his back, and she was lying face down with her cheek on his chest. After a long while, when sufficiently recovered, she raised her head an looked into his eyes. With a smiling face said in a cheeky tone of voice: "Now you've totally satisfied your mother you can bonk your girlfriend if you like - with my blessing." He extended his arm downwards and gave her a playful smack on her bottom and said, "Mum! I can't believe some of the things you come out with. So, that's the way it's going to be, huh? If I want your permission to fuck someone else, I have to give you a good time first?" "Pretty much," she replied with a chuckle, "...and afterwards as well. You can give me a blow by blow description to turn me on, and then fuck me senseless afterwards." "That's it!" he exclaimed, rolling off the bed, taking her arm with him, and pulling her up and into his arms. "What?" she giggled. As he led her out of the room by her hand, he replied, "We're going to have a shower, and I'm going to wash your mouth out with soap, just like you threatened to do to me, the first time I swore." She squealed and giggled as he dragged her towards the bathroom. ------ oOo ------ Kate and Jake Ch. 11 Madeleine comes for lunch Thanks to Tigersman for editing... Author's note to the Anonymous commenters: According to Literotica's writing guide in the Volunteer Editor's section, 'come' is a verb, and 'cum' is a noun. 'Mum' is how we address our mothers in UK English speaking countries - I'm Australian. The front doorbell rang and Jake called out to his mother. "I'll get it!" He opened the door and Madeleine was standing there looking splendid, and not at all like the sometimes scruffy friend he knew on campus. "Hi Maddy, come in," and she did. "You look nice today." She replied, "I thought I should dress up if I'm going to meet your mother." She did look nice. Instead of the jeans she usually wore to university, today she was wearing tailored slacks. Jake noticed how nicely they fitted her bottom - no creases, tucks or folds; more like a second skin. She was also wearing a nice button up blouse instead of a T-shirt, and shoes instead of the crappy old sneakers she wore on campus. She was tall for a girl, around 5'10'' Jake guessed, just a couple of inches shorter than he was, had nice legs, and a nice figure - fuller than his mother's, but she worked out, played netball, and was fit with no fat at all. "Come and meet her," said Jake, taking her by the hand and leading her to the kitchen. As they passed through the open door, he said to his mother's back, "Mum, I'd like you to meet Madeleine - everyone calls her Maddy." Kate turned around and said, "Delighted to meet you Maddy." Madeleine's hand went to her mouth and the surprise was evident in her face. "Sorry, Mrs Clifton, I didn't mean to react like that. Pleased to meet you too. Jake talks about you a lot, but he didn't tell me how young and gorgeous you are." Kate smiled and said, "Thanks for the compliment, Maddy. I'm younger than most mums because I fell madly in love when I was fifteen, and Jake was born when I was just sixteen, but other than that, I can assure you we are mother and son in every sense of the word - maybe closer than a lot of mums and their boys because I'm only sixteen years older than Jake, and for most of that time there has only been the two of us. We're just a normal, single-parent family. You were expecting someone in her forties I guess?" "I was, but this is so nice, Mrs Clifton," replied Madeleine. "Please call me Kate. Mrs Clifton sounds so formal, and I'm even closer to your age than Jake's, from what he tells me." "Yes, I'm nearly twenty-three. Thanks, Mrs... I mean, Kate," replied Madeleine. "Lunch is almost ready, so why don't you two sit at the table and keep me company while I put the finishing touches on it. Neither of you are driving anywhere any time soon, so why don't you offer Maddy a drink, Jake. I won't have one because I have to go to work this afternoon." Jake organised the drinks and they all chatted while Kate finished her lunch prep. They talked about Kate's work at the hospital, Maddy and Jake's university courses, and what the two young ones hoped to do when they got their degrees. Kate joined them at the table, and eventually said: "Jake tells me you two are thinking of becoming fuck buddies." Madeleine looked surprised and said, "He told you that?" "We're very close," replied Kate, "not just mother and son, but friends and confidants as well, so if you do go ahead with your plan, then you'll have to be aware there are no secrets between us. Of course, if there is something you confide in Jake, something you don't want to go any further, a family secret for example, you can be assured, if Jake gives his word, then he'll keep your secret as his own and not tell anyone, including me, but there's nothing remarkable in my mind about becoming fuck buddies. I think it's a very mature and sensible thing to do under the circumstances. In fact, I'm proud of both of you for putting your studies first, instead of partying and doing all the other time wasting things hormonal young people do in search of love and sex. "You really don't mind?" queried an amazed Madeleine. "No. You seem to be a very nice, mature, and sensible girl, Maddy. I want Jake to do well at university, and I'm proud of the effort he puts into his studies, but I don't want him to dip out on the other things boys and girls enjoy at his age. You know the saying: too much work and not enough play makes Jack a dull boy? I know doctors who studied all the time while at uni, became good doctors as a result, but when the study was over, they went a bit wild as if making up for lost time. I also know a lot of other people who played hard at university and either failed, or didn't do well enough to get the top jobs. I don't want either of those things for my son, and what you propose seems like an ideal solution, for both of you. So, no, I don't mind. However, as a responsible mother there are a few things I'd like to discuss with you, if you don't mind." Jake took his cue and said, "Would you girls like a bit of time on your own to discuss things?" "I'm easy," said Kate, "but Maddy might feel a bit more comfortable. Tell you what; there's a few things I forgot to get at the shops. How about you pop down the street and get them for me while we girls chat. Here's a list," and she got up and fetched a piece of paper from the kitchen bench. "Okay. See you soon," he said, and left. "Thanks for that," said Madeleine, "I do feel more comfortable talking now. It didn't occur to me you knew our plans, not that I mind - better than sneaking around - I hate that; but to be quite honest, I must say I'm feeling a little nervous negotiating up front with you about having sex with your son. I'm not against discussing it - it's a good thing to do, so we all know where we stand, and what we're thinking. So what do you want to discuss, Kate?" "Oh, just practical issues. Let's start with condoms - what's your feeling about them?" "I've never done it without insisting the guy wears a condom. I presume you are going to say you insist on them too?" "Not necessarily," Kate replied. "It all depends on your sexual history, and if you've never had unprotected sex, then you're not a health risk for my son. I can tell you about Jake's history. He's only done it with one girl, and they were both virgins. They also used condoms as a precaution against pregnancy. So, from the safe sex point of view it won't concern me if you use them, or don't use them... it's up to the two of you." "Hmm," mused Madeleine. "I didn't know that about Jake. If it's safe, then I can tell you I hate condoms: sometimes they chafe; sometimes, with all the mucking around and distraction of fitting one, the young man loses his erection; and they always ruin the spontaneity." Kate laughed, covered Madeleine's hand with her, and said, "I hate them too, but unfortunately for me it's become a necessary way of life. My boyfriends are usually around forty and I don't know where they've been over the last twenty years or more." "It's so nice talking with you, Kate. I had no idea I'd be having a conversation like this with Jake's mum, let alone enjoying it." Kate smiled and said, "Okay, as I said, it's up to the two of you, but it sounds like you've pretty much decided on no condoms, and that's fine with me. If you two are going to do this, then I want it to be nice for my Jake, and for you as well. If you are going to do it, you might as well enjoy it to the max, but what about pregnancy? Are you taking the pill?" "Absolutely! In some positions you can't see what's going on, and I'm sure you'll agree, you can't always trust these guys," Madeleine said with a laugh. "Good," said Kate, with an approving smile, "so I think no condoms would be a good thing, don't you?" "I'm more than happy with that... and you're amazing, Mrs C," said Madeleine. "Jake's a real hunk and would be an excellent catch if it weren't for the age difference, but you're the icing on the cake. I'm so glad Jake and I hit it off, and you're his mother." Kate smiled her appreciation of the compliment and said, "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure, anything." "How long has it been since you had sex, Maddy?" "Six months... maybe a little longer. That's probably the reason I had the courage to put the hard word on Jake. I was getting a little desperate. As I say, he's amazing: he's handsome; fit; and a lovely guy as well. I know I said I just wanted a fuck buddy for sexual release, no strings, but I'll admit to you I found myself looking for him every time I went to the library. He definitely stirred up my hormones and made me realise how long I've been missing out." "Six months is a long time," agreed Kate. "I know from my own experience how you can start climbing the walls after a period of drought, and start fantasising about the inappropriate, or go out with the wrong men. I think what you and Jake are doing is a very sensible solution to the problem. Six months seems a very long time for a sexually active girl - how did you manage to last so long?" Madeleine thought for a long moment, and then said, "Kate, can we be totally frank and honest with each other - about everything?" "Of course. I'd prefer it that way, and love it if we can. C'mon - fess up to whatever you want to tell me." "Okay... well, I'm bisexual - not a lesbian. I prefer heterosexual sex, but I have done it with girls, and that's how I got through the six months, until I met Jake. He stirred up my hormones and made me desperately want a guy in my bed again." Once again, Kate smiled and covered Madeleine's hand. "Thanks for telling me that Maddy. I'm honoured you confided in me." "So you don't think I'm awful, weird, or a lesbian freak? You're not homophobic?" "No to both questions. I think you're the most well balanced young lady I know, and definitely not some weird femo-lesbo activist. As for homophobia... something Jake and I were discussing recently prompted him to ask if I was bisexual, and I told him I didn't really know, but could be described as bi-curious. I think a lot of women are. Mind you, not many of them try it. I haven't, so I really don't know how I would react if a girl put the hard word on me, but I do know I'm not homophobic, and I definitely know I don't think any the less of you for admitting you're bisexual - I'm just glad you are more into boys than girls, for Jake's sake," she concluded with a giggle. "When Jake said, 'come around for lunch in the weekend and meet Mum', I had no idea I'd be having this kind of conversation with his mother, but I'm so glad we are. You're amazing, Kate. Do you have any more questions, or anything to tell me?" "Just a practical matter - where do you and Jake plan to meet for your trysts?" "Good question. I live in student flats on campus and it's sort of communal living within each four bedroom unit. We each have our own bedroom, but share all the other rooms and facilities, so it's not ideal. There are times when I'm not in lectures and the other girls are, or they're out and about for other reasons, but you never know when one or more of them are going to come breezing in. To be quite honest, we haven't thought that far ahead." "Well, you're always welcome here," Kate said. "If you want to start today, I'll be leaving just before 3pm, and after that you can come around any time you want, whether I'm home or not." "Really!" said a surprised Madeleine. "You don't mind someone bonking your son under your own roof?" Kate laughed, and said, "Of course not. If you're going to do it anyway, I'd rather you do it here in comfort, when you want to, when it's convenient, and where you're relaxed and safe, rather than sneaking around at uni, or doing it on the back seat of a car - and, I don't think either of you can afford hotel rooms. Also, the whole plan is based on maximising your study time, while not neglecting your sex lives, and it seems to me that trying to organise a place to meet privately might end up costing you both a lot of valuable study time. Wouldn't it be better to just pick up the phone, say you're feeling horny, and ask if you can come around - or, maybe come for dinner, do some study together, and then reward yourselves with a jolly good rogering afterwards." Madeleine was astounded. "Thanks so much, Kate. You're truly amazing... and like no other mother I've ever met. You've not only solved all our problems, but created a dream situation for me. Would you mind if I gave you a hug?" "I'd like that," said Kate, as she stood up. As they hugged, Kate whispered in Madeleine's ear, "I know you're both young adults now, and can do what you like, but he will always be my boy, so promise me you'll look after him, and, most of all, relax and enjoy yourselves - you're only young once." Madeleine gave Kate another squeeze and said into her ear, "It will be my delight to do everything I can to make it fun for Jake... I promise." "You two don't seem to be having any problems getting along with each other," said Jake, as he walked in and deposited the shopping bags on the bench. The girls were startled, and let each other go. "You didn't tell me much about your mother," Madeleine admonished Jake. "You told me how much you loved her, and she was the best mum in the world, but you didn't tell me she was such a beautiful person, inside and out." "Didn't want to brag," replied Jake with a smile - he was so proud of his mother. "C'mon you two," said an embarrassed but happy Kate, as she took the things she needed out of the shopping bags, "sit down and we'll have lunch. I have to leave in less than two hours." They had a leisurely and enjoyable lunch, chatting about all sorts of things, mostly getting to know one another, but the girls did inform Jake he and Madeleine would be consummating their fuck buddy relationship that afternoon. After lunch, Kate went to get changed for work. When she came back she said: "Now you two have a great time. I know you're experienced, Maddy, but this is your first time together and Jake's experience is limited," Kate lied, and Jake didn't contradict her. "Can I suggest you take it slow? Don't focus on the sex so much, as in relaxing and enjoying being with each. Something I always find works for me in a nervous situation is a good massage. It's a great way to break the ice and share some intimate contact without it being overtly sexual... in the beginning, I mean," she added with a wry smile and chuckle. "Thanks, Mum," said Jake, and they hugged and kissed (on the cheek, in front of Madeleine). "I can't thank you enough for making this so comfortable for me," said Madeleine, and the two girls spontaneously hugged. "I feel like the mother of the groom at her son's wedding. I'd better go before I become emotional. Bye!" and she left. "Well, big boy," said Madeleine, taking Jake's hand, "shall we go to your room and get started?" Once in Jake's room, Madeleine seemed shy and said, "Jake, I know we've agreed our relationship will be fuck buddy only; because of the age difference; because we are young and haven't even started our careers; and for all the other good reasons; and I don't want to change that, but can I ask a favour?" "Sure," said Jake, taking her in his arms and hugging her because he noticed her nervousness. She gratefully returned his hug and said, with her cheek against his chest, "When we're together can we make it real, like we are lovers? Before and after we can just be best friends - all care but no responsibility or obligation - but when we are actually doing it, I'd like it to be the full deal, if that's okay with you... not just sexual relief, if you know what I mean?" "Sure," he replied. "I'd like that too. In fact it has to be that way, or it won't work for us." She looked up and said, "I'm glad you feel the same way, but can I ask what you mean when you say it has to be that way, or it won't work for us." "Well, if we keep our distance, emotionally, being careful not to show too much affection or say lovey dovey things to each other, it'll end up being just recreational sex - wham bam thank you ma'am. It won't be satisfying or fulfilling, so we'll still be hungry for the intimacy we were seeking in the first place - a bit like when you masturbate - it eases the sexual tension which has built up, but comes nowhere near the real thing." She smiled up at him and said, "So we can say lovey dovey things when the mood takes us, can we?" "Yep. What's said in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom. Now, how do we start on this first occasion?" "Your mum's suggestion of a massage sounds good to me, but can we kiss first to break the ice? We haven't done anything yet; not even holding hands, until today." "I'd like that," he said, and she tilted her head up, eyes closed, offering him her lips. Just like his mum had taught him in his first lesson, he hastened slowly at first, and kissed her very gently on the lips, then a little more firmly, and on the third time round he moistened her lips with the tip of his tongue, and kissed her more passionately, but didn't try an invade her mouth with his tongue in these very early stages of foreplay. Instead, his lips left hers and went wandering off around her face, kissing all over her cheeks, flicking the end of her nose with the tip of his tongue, and kissing her closed eyelids. If he were doing it by numbers, as it was taught to him, his next move would be towards her ear, and then down her neck, but that would inevitably lead to breasts, tummy, and erogenous zones further south. She had requested a massage so it was a bit early for oral sex. He came back to her lips, and after a few gentle kisses, they were kissing passionately this time, with tongues involved. As he hugged and kissed her, he was very aware of her pressing against him, the feel of her firm body in the circle of his arms, and the hardness of her back under his hands. He felt it was too early for overt groping, but since they had agreed to be fuck buddies that did give him licence to enjoy a bit of a feel, so he let one hand slide down her back and come to rest on her bottom. As he caressed one of her buttocks he quickly realised he couldn't fit the whole cheek in the palm of his hand, like he could with his mother. However, that didn't mean her bum wasn't sexy. As he gently caressed it while they were still kissing, if felt smooth, firm, and beautifully contoured. He felt a tingle in his loins as he contemplated having a good look at it in a few minutes time. When, with nothing being said, they mutually felt they had been kissing long enough, Jake let her go, and their mouths separated. "You are a great kisser, Jake. Where did you learn to kiss like that - from that girl, Cassie?" "No, not Cassie. In fact, the Cassie affair didn't go all that well. We were both virgins and didn't know anything. When I told Mum about it, she taught me most of what I know, not just about kissing, but sex in general." Madeleine's brow furrowed and she said, "In theory, I hope, and not in practice." Jake playfully slapped her ass at this suggestion of incest, although his grin showed he wasn't angry. "That was a wicked thing to say, Madeleine Wilson. Of course we didn't do anything! She just talked me through things, giving me the benefit of her own experiences and telling me what girls like and dislike their men doing, or not doing. (Jake and Kate had discussed how they would describe their relationship if asked). I love my mum, but incest! - it's up there with homophobia as far as I'm concerned." Madeleine stepped forward and snuggled into him, and then looking up at him with shy eyes she said: "Oh, Jake, I'm sorry. I didn't think for a moment there was anything going on between you and Kate, other than a remarkably good mother-son relationship. It's just the way you said it - I picked up on the wrong part of the possible double meaning. Forgive me?" Kate and Jake Ch. 11 He wrapped his arms around her and smiled. "Of course I forgive you, and I'm sorry if I over-reacted. Let's not start our very first tryst with our very first argument," and he bent his head down and kissed her. She closed her eyes and responded warmly. He was the next one to speak: "Shall we get on with this massage? What if I do you first?" Her eyes snapped open and a big smile illuminated her face. "Why not? Isn't this the time when the masseur leaves the room so his client can undress and get under the towel?" "In a commercial massage parlour, yes, that's the way I think they do it, but this is foreplay, so you're going to undress for me, and I'm going to sit in this chair and watch you." "Perve, you mean?" she said with a giggle which suggested to him she didn't mind, and would do as he said. "Yes, that too. Perving and staring are not nice when the object of one's lustful thoughts doesn't want it, but I think when the perver and the pervee have agreed to make love, then it's a natural thing to do. So, get on with it," he said, as he sat down. She smiled cheekily and started to undo the top button of her blouse. "I had no idea this nice young lad I met in the library could be so dominant in the bedroom," she said, as she moved on to the second button. "Mum told me, unless the woman is dominant herself, most women like their man to be confident and take the lead, as long as he keeps within limits, remains a gentleman, and is always mindful of his lover's needs." "You don't know how lucky you are to have a mum like Kate," she replied. He just smiled his acknowledgement, but thought, 'Oh yes I do, and you have no idea what a lucky boy I am!' As she undid the last button she said, "I liked it when you said we agreed to make love, as distinct from saying, have sex." She was undoing her trouser belt now. "I have had a couple of fuck buddies before, and all they wanted to do was to get their rocks off - that's why they didn't last long with me. There was nothing much in it for me, and, in fact, it often left me wanting that elusive something even more after they left than I did before they came - excuse the double meaning; no pun intended." She smiled coquettishly, and looked at him to gauge his reaction, as she slid her trousers down her legs and placed them on his study desk. Jake answered her comment about making love as distinct from having sex: "After bumbling around with Cassie, and then talking to Mum, I decided I'm never going to just have sex again - it's either make love or give it a miss." He thought about what he just said and decided to qualify it: "I mean, there is a place for quickies in a committed relationship, where sex is ongoing. There might not be time for the whole performance on every occasion. Even then, it should be done as foreplay for the next time they make love." "My, my, your mum did teach you well," she said as she peeled off her blouse and placed it on top of her trousers. "I'm looking forward to our first tryst as you called it." She had taken her shoes off in the process of removing her trousers and now stood in her bra and panties. She gave him a cheeky smile and then did a slow pirouette for his benefit. Jake thought she looked lovely, very desirable, indeed - totally different from Cassie and his mother, but very alluring, indeed. One immediate difference he noted was her boobs. Cassie was an A-cup which he thought was cute; his mum was a delightful B-to-C-cup with medium sized, firm, pert, beautifully shaped breasts; and while he was convinced he was a small boobs man, Madeleine's D or double-D boobs fascinated him and looked so inviting. "I can't give you a good massage if you're wearing a bra," he said. She smiled cheekily, turned her back to him, and he watched as she reached behind and unfastened the strap. The strap dropped away, and she shrugged off the shoulder straps. When she turned around she was supporting a bra-cup in each hand, so she was still modestly covered... and she was smiling. He smiled back and then pointed to her bra, and then to the growing pile of clothes on his desk. She understood his meaning and, with a show of mock reluctance and shyness, which might have been real, she slowly peeled the cups of her breasts and deposited the undergarment on top of the other clothes. She then turned to face him again, initially covering her boobs with her hands, but then acquiescing in his unspoken wishes, placing her hands at her side so he could have a good look. Now that the support previously provided by the bra had been removed her large breasts became slightly pendulous, but not to any great degree because she had the firmness of youth on her side. By comparison, his mother, Kate's breasts stuck out pertly in whatever position she was in at the time, and young Cassie didn't have enough breast tissue to worry about them sagging, because it was impossible for them to do so, and would probably remain that way for life. Jake was impressed, and Madeleine was pleased to see it in his expression. He might revise his opinion of well endowed young ladies, as he could imagine having a lot of fun with these lovely icons of femininity in the very near future. While he was looking forward to playing with them, nothing could convince him his mother didn't still have the prettiest boobs in the world, but, hey! - variety is the spice of life, and he felt so lucky to have one of each: one in his favourite size, and one very well endowed young lady who promised to give him the best of both worlds. He noted, now she was naked other than her panties, that there wasn't an ounce of superfluous fat on her. She was wearing red lace panties, half way between a G-string and bikini bottom in size, and he noticed the the elasticised waist band, or rather the hip band, and the leg bands, didn't indent her skin at all - there was no chubby flesh hanging over like you often see on the beach. Instead, her knickers looked almost painted on. She noticed his focus was on her briefs at the moment. "I suppose you want my knickers off now?" queried Madeleine. "Yes please," he replied with a cheeky grin, and she slowly slid them down her legs and added them to the pile. He made a circular motion with his finger and she obligingly turned a full circle so he could examine her from all angles. He was excited by her body. As he determined from her clothed figure, today, and on the many previous occasions at uni, that, while she had a bigger frame than his mother, everything was perfectly in proportion. As she turned he observed: her tummy was perfectly flat with just the hint of a six-pack; her rib cage was significantly larger than his mother's, but the faint outline of a few ribs showed she was lean; her bottom had a delightful shape and not the slightest wrinkle or pock mark suggesting cellulite - it was tight, uplifted, and perfect, just a bit bigger than he had been used to in his limited experience, and she had those two lovely dimples over her sacroiliac joints which only slim girls have; her thighs were smooth, streamlined, and perfect; her lower legs shapely and toned; and overall she had a very pleasing, feminine, hourglass figure. He was pleased to see she had a shaved pussy. Cassie had a lot of hair down there, which at the time had turned him on, but after the experience of his mother, who was shaved, save a tiny bit of close cropped pubic hair on her lower belly, he could now see the distinct advantages of a hairless pussy when it came to oral sex (something he hadn't done with Cassie). When she was facing him again, he said, "If you'd like to lie face down on the bed I'll give you the massage I promised you." Her response took him by surprise: "Not so fast, buster! If you think I'm going to be the only naked person in this room, you've got another think coming. How about we swap places and you take your clothes off too - then I'll feel much more comfortable being nude." "Okay," he said good naturedly, and they swapped places, with Madeleine now sitting naked on the chair. They smiled continuously at each other as he unbuttoned his shirt, removed it, and then undid the belt on his jeans. He took his shoes and socks off, and then slid the jeans down his legs and put them on the desk next to Madeleine's clothes. Imitating her, he said: "I presume you want the jocks off too?" "Yes please," she replied, feeling a tingle in her crotch as she took in the bulge in his underpants. He hooked his thumbs into the waist band on each hip and slid them down and off his legs. As soon as they got past the level of his groin his half-hard erection was liberated, and she gasped quietly. It wasn't sticking straight out yet, but neither was it on the slack. It had thickened, grown in length, and was engorged with enough blood to hold it off his body, hanging down like a banana, and about the same size as one. "It's nice to see I turn you on at least a bit." she said with a giggle. "You turn me on a lot," he replied. "It was a lot harder than this when you were stripping for me." He picked up his oversized beach towel and spread it out on top of the bed. "To keep the massage oil off the bedclothes," he said by way of explanation, seeing the amused look in her eye. "Now lie down while I fetch the oil. Make sure you're comfortable and able to breathe in the face down position." When he returned with the warmed massage oil, she was lying face down on his bed, with a pillow under her upper chest and neck, to keep her face off the mattress, so she could breathe. Her arms were placed loosely above her head with hands close together. Her nearside breast was visible to him and made him think of what a balloon might look like if someone was laying on it, as it spread out laterally. When his mum lay down her breasts disappeared into the soft bedclothes, so this was a new and exciting visual turn on for him. She had an elegant back with an indentation running from neck to tailbone - Jake had noticed on scantily clad girls on the beach some have a spine the stands out in stark relief, with most of the vertebrae showing, while others have this valley or groove, and no visible vertebrae; it must be something to do with both bone structure and the thickness of covering skin, he concluded. One thing for certain was that she had a very attractive back, and he looked forward to running his oily hands over it. As he looked down on her bottom it occurred to him it was pretty much the same as his mother's - just a bit bigger, and while his mother's buttocks were almost perfect spheres, Madeleine's bum was a little more heart shaped. However, as he had noticed when she was standing up, and again now, there was no sag at all - it was all muscle; no dimples or fat to speak of. Her legs were apart and his cock stiffened as he climbed onto the bed and could see a glimpse of her womanhood. He moved her legs closer together so he could put his knees either side of hers, and then started to dribble warm oil, in a grid-like pattern, all over her upper body: up one arm, across her shoulders, and down the other arm; across her back from east to west, and then again from north to south; all over her buttocks, with a little dribbled down the crack between her cheeks; He then went all over her with his hands, not massaging, but simply spreading and smearing the oil. "That's so nice," she said in a dreamy voice. When he was smearing oil over her buttocks he also ran his hand down her bottom crack, gently fingered her anus for a moment, and then went on to locate her slit where his oily fingers lubricated her inner and outer lips, before spending a little time on her clitoris. She unashamedly moaned as he did this. He was thinking of continuing to see if he could give her an orgasm, but decided there was much more to do first, and plenty of time for that later. He withdrew his hand from between her cheeks and upper thighs, to sounds of protestation, and gave her back a good massage; then her arms; and then her legs. "You are so good at this," she said. "Did mummy teach you this too?" "She did," admitted Jake, "and this is something we had a practical session on. In case you're wondering, she took off her bra so I could do her back," he said truthfully, "but kept her pants firmly on," he lied. "Time to roll over now so I can do your front." She sleepily did as she was told, slowly rolled over, put her head on a pillow, and closed her eyes, sleepy from the relaxing nature of the massage, and no longer shy about her nakedness. Jake thought she looked splendid, like some of the taller, slightly fuller figure movies stars, but with the added firmness and beauty of youth. His eyes were drawn to her large boobs which were now magnificently displayed, and his cock went past full erection as he looked forward to massaging them in a few minutes' time. He deliberately avoided more than fleeting contact with any of her erogenous zones as he massaged her whole body, from her feet to her neck, and hands to shoulders. He loved the feel of her as he went. She was firm and exciting to touch. When all but her breasts and private parts down below were done, he knelt over her belly and started work on her boobs. She alternated between sighs and moans as he kneaded each breast, like a baker would knead a ball of dough, and then gasped when she felt his lips on one of her nipples. Her eyes snapped open, fully awake now, and as she looked down at what he was doing she said, "Oh, Jake, that is so wonderful!" drawing out the words. He smiled up at her as best he could with a mouthful of areola and nipple, and said, "Just put your head back on the pillow and enjoy," and she did, moaning, sighing, and uttering her first words of endearment to him as he suckled on her breast like he did as a baby, on his mother's breast. While he was working on her other breast he used a small hand towel to wipe the excess oil off her belly and womanhood, planning to go there with his tongue a little later on, but for now he said: "There's something I have always wanted to do, if you don't mind," as he sat up and knelt astride her upper body. This momentarily brought her out of her reverie and to ask, "What?" "This," he said, as he laid the length of his erect cock between her breasts and started to move his hips. "Oh, yes, do it." she said as she obligingly used her hands to push her oiled breasts upwards and together, until his cock was completely hidden from sight, sliding backwards and forwards in its wondrous tunnel of love. He was blown away by the sensational feeling of his cock-head and rigid shaft pushing its way through this tight tube formed by the silky smoothness of her breast skin, and the firmness of her young boobs. She quickly put another pillow under her head for a better view, and they both watched in amazement as his cock head emerged from between her breasts on its upwards stroke, and then disappeared again, only to reappear a moment later. They could both see his helmet and the inch of shaft behind it were as inflated and as hard as they could be - close to bursting point - and he could see on his side of her breasts, his shaft coming almost all the way out and then sliding all the way back in again. "I'd better stop," he said, "or I'll go off any time soon." "No, please keep doing it Jake. I've never been tit-fucked before, and never seen a guy come. You're so close - let me see, p-l-e-a-s-e!" He had slowed his pace so he didn't go off prematurely, but was still slowly moving in the tunnel between her well oiled tits, when he said, "But wouldn't you prefer the real thing?" "Can't you get it up again later on?" she pleaded. "I'm sure I can," he said, as he beamed down on her eager face, and increased his stroke rate with an even acceleration over the next minute or two. They both watched in awe as his cock-head kept bursting out from under and between her breasts, only to disappear again, before shooting out like a piston a fraction of a second later. Then, on one of his upward thrusts she stopped breathing as she noticed a small amount of pre-cum oozing out of the eye of his cock-head in the instant before it disappeared again almost as quickly as it appeared. Then he stiffened and raised his head. His face was contorted with the agony and ecstasy of imminent orgasm, and her face showed an expression of total awe, as he cried out and gave one mighty last thrust, held it, with his cock-head and an inch of shaft sticking out on her side, and his balls hard up against her breasts on his side - then he came! The first spurt hit her fair and square in the middle of her neck. His ejaculation made him flinch and this must have angled his cock up slightly, because the second squirt hit her in the face, leaving a thick white trail from the bridge of her nose to her chin. The third one was not so powerful, and creamed the area on her chest, between her neck and his cock. Then she looked on in amazement as he continued to ejaculate in ever decreasing spurts, until it was just flowing intermittently out of his cock-eye onto her chest. "Wow! What a load! I've never seen a guy come before, but from what I've seen in condoms, I'm sure that must be the biggest amount of cum ever." she said. He didn't tell her his mum had made him save it up for two days before she was due to visit. He looked down on her face, with her astonished expression, and laughed. "What?" she demanded. "If you could see yourself, you'd know. You've got cum from the bridge of your nose, across your lips and dripping off your chin; your neck's covered in it; and so's your chest. "Oh my gosh." she said, as she let go her tits and felt her face, and then her neck. After manually examining herself she brought a finger to her lips, stuck out her tongue, and tentatively tasted it. "How do I compare with your past lovers? - in the taste test, I mean?" he asked. "I've never liked them enough to let them come in my mouth, and never tasted cum before, but one of my girlfriends who gets off on that sort of thing, says some guys taste great, while others taste horrible, with most being in between. All I can say, is you taste good. It's probably an acquired taste, because it's a strange taste first time round, but certainly not unpleasant... and you know what?" "Nope. Tell me," "It's a great feeling! Knowing you did what you did because you're with me is such a turn on - makes me feel desired. Thanks for doing it, Jake. I know you would rather have had you first orgasm with me in the usual way, during intercourse - so, thank you." "No, thank you," he insisted. "I really wanted to do that, but didn't want to be selfish and leave you high and dry. When you said you wanted me to do it, I didn't need to be asked twice, did I? It was great!" "You didn't leave me high and unsatisfied," she said. "I almost got off on it... and you certainly didn't leave me dry," she said with a giggle as she wiped the cum off her lips and then smeared the semen which had landed on her neck and chest around on her skin. "But... I am definitely looking forward to the other when you've had time to recover." "Well, while we're waiting for him to get interested again, I think we can get back to the other," he said as he repositioned himself, and kissed her on the lips. She responded initially to his kiss, and the pulled back, saying, "But, Jake, I'm all messy. Can I go and clean up first?" "Nope," he said, "It'll spoil the spontaneity." He picked up the hand towel he had cleaned her tummy and twat with, found a clean part on it, and wiped her face, neck, and chest. Now, where were we?" and he went back to kissing her - this time she relaxed and responded passionately. Kate and Jake Ch. 11 He did everything, in the same order as his mother had taught him in his first lessons. She had said, 'you don't make love by numbers, but vary what you do and your techniques all the time.' However, he thought, given his disastrous first time with Cassie, and because this was his first time with Maddy, maybe he would play safe and do it by numbers after all. When he did it by numbers in the practical sessions with his mum, she was over the moon, and he hoped Maddy would like it too. Another advantage of carrying out a pre-rehearsed plan was he didn't have to think about what to do next. He could just follow the steps sequentially and concentrate on enjoying it himself. So, after the passionate, open mouth kissing, he kissed her all over her face, including her eyes; nibbled and licked out her ear; kissed her neck; spent a lot of time on her breasts while simultaneously inserting one, then two fingers in her vagina and giving her G-spot, and clitoris, a good frigging. While he was sucking on her breast and also driving her crazy down below, he was surprised when she tensed her whole body, cried out, and had a very powerful orgasm - not surprised she had it, but a little surprised it came so soon. She must have been turned on by the tit fuck, as she said. He kept working on her breasts and gently stimulating her womanhood as she spasmed in several aftershocks. When she finally indicated she had had enough for now, and came down from her ethereal high, she said: "I don't orgasm easily, Jake, and that was definitely the best one I've ever had," and she took his head between her hands and pulled him up for a kiss. After kissing sweetly at first, and then passionately for what seemed a very long time, she said, "Shall we have a shower now? I know we'll need another one before I go home, but I wouldn't mind cleaning up, and it'll give you a bit of time to recharge your batteries." Jake knew from the growing erection he could feel between his legs that he didn't need much more time, and said: "I haven't finished yet. Just lie back and enjoy while I have my fun with your lovely, sexy body." She smiled and did as he wished, lying her head back on the pillow while he went back to her boobs. When he felt her responding to him again, he left her boobs, but still kept his hands on them, working them manually, while he kissed his way southwards. When he arrived at his destination, he did all the things his mother had taught him to do with his tongue and lips, on her labia, clitoris, vagina, and G-spot. His erection peaked as he heard her moaning, groaning, uttering endearments, encouragement, or unintelligible mutterings, and felt her body writhing and twitching under him. Then her legs abruptly straightened, her whole body stiffened, her back arched up off the mattress, she let out a shriek, and came violently! He wasted no time in getting into position; aimed his love rod at her vulva; nestled his cock-head in among her labia; found her vaginal opening; did a slow, gentle exploratory thrust, and finding her very well lubricated and slippery inside, started thrusting while her orgasm and aftershocks were still in progress. When she got over the peak of her orgasm and realised he was fucking her, she opened her eyes and looked in wonder at his lean, muscular body, and flexing hips, driving his love rod into her time and time again. They locked eyes and watched each other's facial expressions as they made frantic love, and then, when she saw his eyes close and his face grimace, she came again, and so did he, with one mighty last thrust. There was a lot of noise: she cried out loudly, and he roared like a lion as he filled her up. When the peak of their simultaneous orgasm subsided a little, he flopped forward on top of her, taking some of his weight on his elbows, but in bodily contact from groin to chest, and still deep inside her. Because she was a stronger girl than his mum, he didn't have to worry about his weight on her as much, and he enjoyed the warmth of her oily body in contact with his sweaty body, as he gently rocked to move his still erect cock gently her love tunnel. He also enjoyed feeling the twitching of her tummy muscles against his, as this post orgasmic rooting continued to stimulate her and prompt more aftershocks - he even had a couple of aftershocks of his own, which both took him by surprise, and thrilled him. When they finally came down from their highly aroused state, and had been cuddling for a long time, she said: "Jake, thank you so much for agreeing to be my fuck buddy. That's the best sex I've ever had, so, unless you get tired of me, or fall in love with someone else, I'd be delighted if we could continue to do this until we finish uni." "I can't see why not," he said. "We're both in the same boat: two years to go; don't want to waste time at parties or wherever else you have to go to meet someone; but also in need of a sex life along the way. I don't think I'll be falling in love with anyone else over the next two years, because I won't be out there looking. So, yes, I'd be delighted, but if you tire of me or meet Mr Perfect, I'll understand." "I'll never tire of you or what we did tonight." she said. "But, it finishes when we graduate, does it, even if we don't have other partners at that time?" he asked, referring to her statement: I'd be delighted if we could continue doing this until we finish uni. "Oh, no, Jake. Please don't misunderstand me. I didn't mean it to sound that way. You see, when I graduate, I'm going to Queensland. I've got an uncle over there who's the medical director of a large hospital, and he said, when I graduate, he would like to offer me a residency - you know, an internship. If you're ever over there and don't look me up, I'll be miffed, and when I come home to visit the family on the farm, if you're not attached, I'd love it if we can get together. I'd like us to be fuck buddies for as long as we're single, and after that, at least friends forever." "Friends forever." he repeated as he cuddled and kissed her. "Now, do you still want a shower?" ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 12 Madeleine stays the night... Thanks to Tigersman for editing... Kate got off work pretty much on time, at 9.10pm and arrived home at 9.35pm. The house was in darkness and she didn't know how to interpret that. Either Madeleine had gone home and Jake was so shagged out that he'd gone to bed early, or maybe they were still at it but doing it in the dark. She looked at the cars parked in the street, but that didn't help because she hadn't thought to ask Madeleine which car was hers. She let herself in the front door, turned on a light, and listened -- nothing. She walked across the lounge room and down the corridor, past her room, and as she passed the bathroom she noticed a soft light coming from Jake's room, not the room light, but maybe his bed light. When she got to his door, it was a little more than half closed, so she knocked -- no response. She leaned in a little and looked. She could see Jake's head on the pillow and it looked as if he was blissfully asleep, so she went in quietly. It wasn't until she was near the bed that she noticed a second body in bed next to him, Madeleine. She was asleep too, snuggled into Jake's back with her arm around him. She smiled and was about to leave the room when she noticed the pile of clothes on Jake's desk, and a chair near the bed. On an impulse she turned the chair to face the bed, and sat down, both actions made slight noises but they didn't seem to disturb the sleeping couple. She sat there and smiled wistfully as she looked down on the contented faces of her son and his new fuck buddy friend, and was so glad it had obviously gone well this evening. She had been dying to get home and find out how it went. She had found it difficult to concentrate at work, wondering what they might be doing at home at any given time. She put her bag on the bedside table and accidentally knocked a book, which fell to the floor. Jake opened his eyes and said, "Mum!... what time is it?" "About quarter to ten. Sorry -- didn't mean to wake you up. Just got home and was hoping you were still awake so you could tell me all about it. I wouldn't have come in if I'd known Maddy was still here." "No, that's all right, Mum. We didn't turn in for the night. We were just having a break and must have drifted off," he said as he sat up, inadvertently pulling the covers off Madeleine in the process. Looking down on Madeleine's nakedness, illuminated by the soft bed light, Kate said, "You must've had fun if it tired you out that much." Jake said, "We did, Mum -- thanks for asking, and I'm dying to tell you all about it when we have a private moment." Either having the bedclothes pulled off her, or the voices, woke Madeleine and, wide eyed, mouth open, she gasped and then said, "Mrs C... I mean Kate! -- we must have passed out. Sorry. I thought I'd be gone before you came home." Then she remembered she was naked and grabbed some of the bedclothes and tried to cover her pendulous breasts. This action uncovered Jake's lap and exposed his penis. Madeleine looked at Jake's cock, and then at Kate, and said, "Sorry," as she tried to cover him up without exposing herself again. Kate laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, Maddy -- nothing I haven't seen before. Why are you so agitated? I was hoping you'd be in a state of post coital bliss." Madeleine settled down and reassessed the situation. Kate was obviously not unhappy, and after all, they were here in her full knowledge, and with her permission. "I'm sorry, Kate. As I said, I thought I'd be gone by now, but we must have gone to sleep, and when I woke up and saw you there I thought we'd been sprung -- I was still half asleep and not thinking straight. Oh, and in answer to your query about post coital bliss -- that's the reason we went to sleep." "So, my boy gave you a good time, huh?" Madeleine gave a wry smile and if it weren't for the soft light, she may have even been seen to be blushing a little as she answered, "The best times I've ever had, and since I started at sixteen, when I say best times, I know what I'm talking about, so you better believe it. Your son's the best!" "Times, plural, huh? How many times," asked Kate with a grin. Madeleine did blush this time, and then replied in a soft voice, "Three and a half." "Half?" queried Kate. "How can you have a half?" "You tell her, Jake," said Madeleine. "Okay," he said, as he took the bed covers out of her hands, dropped them, and exposed her lovely big breasts. "We started with a massage like you suggested and when I was playing with these," he said, touching them, "I had an urge to put my cock between them and see what if felt like. Maddy really wanted me to do it, or I would've saved it until we knew each other better." "So," questioned Kate. "What happened and how did it go?" "It was amazing, Mum. It felt so good, and visually it was in incredible turn on," he replied. "And?" prompted Kate. "Well, I had an orgasm, but Maddy didn't, of course, but I made it up to her later, didn't I love?" he said, turning to face Madeleine as he finished. Madeleine, becoming impatient with the little bit of information Jake was giving out, and with her excitement overcoming her reserve, took over the conversation: "It was awesome, Kate, seeing his cock head constantly appearing and disappearing; looking up at him as he came; and then getting blasted with the biggest cum load ever! Sorry... too much information? I get carried away sometimes when I'm excited. Sorry." "There's never too much information about my darling son," replied Kate, "and I hope that applies to us girls too, Maddy." "I'd like that, Kate. I've never been in a situation like this before and it's so... nice... yes, nice, wholesome, and comfortable to be able to talk frankly like this. Thank you both for making me so happy. I'd love to give you a hug, Kate, but I'm not really dressed for it," said Madeleine, glancing down at her nakedness. "C'mon, do it anyway," said Kate, standing up and offering Madeleine her hand to help her climb over Jake. "That's another thing you're going to have to get used to in this house -- nakedness is commonplace in our home, other than when we have guests, and you're no longer a guest." Madeleine came into Kate's arms and they hugged, Kate very conscious of the feel of her firm, naked body in her arms, and also remembering that Maddy had told her she was bisexual added another dimension to the hug. Kate was sure that, from Madeleine's point of view, this was just a platonic hug expressing happiness and gratitude, but for Kate's part, she wondered if she was indeed bisexual herself when she felt a tingle in her nether regions as she rubbed her palms on Madeleine's naked back, and found herself resisting the urge to run her hand down the girl's back to feel her bottom. "C'mon you two", said Jake, climbing out of bed, with his still stretched, but now slack, post coital tool swinging low. "That's enough of this sentimental stuff. It's not late, so let's go to the kitchen and have a hot chocolate, or something, and chat before bed time." "Good idea," said Kate, turning to go, but stopping when she saw Madeleine step over to the desk and pick up her knickers. "No point in getting dressed, love. At this hour, or rather by the time we finish our supper, it'll be too late for you to be driving home, so why don't you stay the night? Jake'll get you a robe from the bathroom, won't you dear?" "Yes Mum," he replied, and taking Madeleine's hand he said, "C'mon, toots," and led her out of the room. Kate followed them until they turned off into the bathroom, and smiled while watching their backs as they walked hand in hand, stark naked, with their cute buttocks flexing with each step. Kate then went and had a quick shower in the ensuite bathroom attached to her bedroom, just to get rid of the hospital smells, and a little while later they were all in the kitchen together in their robes, Kate in her sexy silk robe that showed off her figure to advantage, while Jake and Madeleine were warm and comfortable in their amorphous flannel bathroom robes. Jake offered to make the hot drinks, leaving the girls at the table. Madeleine said to Kate, "I've never been in a situation like this and it feels so new and fabulous." "In what way?" queried Kate, and then in a cheeky tone of voice, "Bonking my son, or getting on well with his mother?" "Kate! You're teasing me," replied Madeleine, giving the back of Kate's hand a pretend slap. "Well... yes, both of those things. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen, and I'm twenty three now, so there have been quite a few boys in those seven years, and I've never met any mother who has made me feel as welcome as you have. Neither I nor my boyfriend at the time have been able to tell his mother what we are doing, and in all cases we have lived in fear of her finding out. In recent years, going out with older men, in their mid-to-late twenties, some mothers have known or guessed, but there was no way I could talk to them about it. I always felt they resented the intimacy their son and I were sharing... almost as if I was some little slut using sex to lure their son away from them. But here I feel welcome, relaxed and happy." "I'm glad," said Kate, "and in this spirit of frankness and honesty I want to say that if Jake is going to have a fuck buddy, there there's no one I would rather him pal up with than you. I like you Maddy; you're a good girl, and, it seems, you're good for my Jake." "I'll agree with that," said Jake over his shoulder as he picked up the boiling kettle. "Okay," said Kate to Madeleine, "while we are opening up to each other, tell me about this tit fuck. I've never had one -- I think any guy I've been out with, who might like that sort of thing, has one look at my little boobs and says to himself, 'nope -- won't work', and does something else. Madeleine smiled mischievously and said, "You've seen mine... can I see yours?" "She's got a good point," said Jake, joining in the fun. Thinking perhaps she had overstepped the mark, Madeleine came to Kate's defence and said to Jake, "You just want to see your mothers tits, don't you, you naughty boy." Kate defended Jake and said, "He's seen them plenty of times before. As I said, nudity in this house is no biggie -- we've been wandering around naked for eighteen years." Then, in answer to Madeleine's request, she added, "Oh... all right," and she stood up, loosened her belt, and opened the upper lapels of her robe. "They are the prettiest boobs I have ever seen," said Madeleine, as she stood and came around the table for a closer look. "Can I touch?" Kate shrugged and said, "If you want," and Madeleine felt one and then the other. Kate was surprised to find she was enjoying being groped by this lovely young woman. Jake joined in the fun and said, "Mum, you've seen all of Maddy, and she's only seen your boobs, so I think it would be fair to even it up, don't you?" as, standing behind her, he gently took hold of the upper lapels of her robe, slipped them over her shoulders, and let the garment drop to the floor. Kate didn't protest, and just stood there stoically while Madeleine looked her over. Madeleine said with eyes wide open and an amazed expression on her face, "Kate, you've got the best body I've ever seen on any woman!" "That's kind of you, Maddy. I can only thank God and my parents for that and not take the credit, although I do work out to do justice to what they have given me. Now, talking of being fair, I only saw you in the dimness of Jake's room, and then in a dark corridor," "She's got a point," said Jake, as he stepped over to Madeleine and undressed her. The two women looked each other up and down, and Madeleine slowly turned around as she had done for Jake. Kate said, "Now it's my turn to ask you if I can touch?" "Please do," replied Madeleine, and Jake sat down with his hot drink, amused, while he watched his two favourite women exploring each other's bodies. Kate tentatively touched and then prodded each of Madeleine's double-D breasts; weighed each in her hands; then asked her to turn around, and felt her generous but tight bum. "It's a bit big compared with your tiny bubble butt," apologised Madeleine. "Nonsense," said Kate, "it's perfectly in proportion to the rest of your figure. You look gorgeous, and I can see why my Jake loves playing with you. I'm petite, while you're taller and have the body and figure to suit. You obviously work out too, and I think you're as sexy as all hell." "Thanks, Kate. You're doing wonders for my self-esteem. When I first met you, and just now when Jake took your robe off, I thought, how can Jake get excited about me when he has a mother like Kate to look at every day?" Kate gave Madeleine a token smack on the bottom and said, "Let's be careful what we say, young lady." She and Jake had pre-agreed, before Madeleine's visit, that each of them would strenuously refute any allegation of incest, if it should arise. "You're getting very close to talking about incest, and that is definitely not part of our relationship, hey, Jake?" "No, Mum," replied Jake, "but I don't think Maddy really meant it that way." "I'm sure she didn't, but just in case she ever wonders, I think this is a good time to discuss it. Let's sit down, Maddy," and they joined Jake at the table, not thinking to put their robes on again. "Look, Maddy, I'm not telling you off, but I want it to be quite clear that for me and Jake, incest is an absolute taboo. We do have an exceptionally good mother-son relationship; we are not backwards in expressing our affections; we do cuddle a lot, as we have done for eighteen years; and sometimes to outsiders it might look like there is more to it than maternal and filial love; but I can assure you that when Jake looks at me, it's as his mother, and not in any lustful way, and for me, he is always my son and always will be. He might say complimentary things about my figure, and I might tell him or others how handsome he is, but in each case, it's either a boy being proud of his mum, or a mother being proud of her son -- never anything to do with lust." "I understand, and I'm really sorry if I offended, but as Jake said, I didn't mean it that way. What I meant was that boys tend to go for girls who remind them of their mothers or sisters, and with a mother as gorgeous as you, I wondered why he seemed to get turned on by a girl like me -- that's all I meant... honest." Kate patted her hand and said, "It's okay, Maddy, and thanks for all the compliments. I'm sorry if I came on a bit strong, but on the other hand it's good to clear the air. Now you're 'family' in a way, and will be around here much more often, it's just as well to explain how Jake and I are in private, in case you do see things from time to time that might make you wonder." "Like what?" asked Madeleine. "Oh, I don't know... innocent things, but things a lot of mums and their grown up boys don't do, like come into the bathroom to clean their teeth while the other one is under the shower." "We do that at home on the farm, so that's no biggie," said Madeleine. "What about cuddling while watching TV?" asked Kate. "I always did that when I was little, with both mum and dad, and even today, if there weren't enough seats I'd feel comfortable lying with my head on dad's shoulder and my feet on my brother's lap." "Well, it seems we understand each other," said Kate. "As I said earlier in the day, Jake and I have been together from when he was a baby until now, when he is a young man, and it seems we never had a good reason to change our habits along the way." Madeleine covered Kate's hand and said, "Thanks for saying I'm like family now. I really appreciate that, and I am so thrilled that we can talk the way we do. In fact, I am so comfortable with the two of you that it only just occurred to me that we're still naked. Shall we put our robes back on?" "If you want to," answered Kate. "It didn't occur to me there was anything unusual about being naked -- as I say, it's no biggie in this home." "I'm cool if you are," answered Madeleine. "As I said, I feel quite comfortable the way we are, which is remarkable." Then she looked at Jake and said, "How about you, my handsome young fuck buddy. If you want to stay dressed then we can put our robes on, or you can join us." He grinned, stood up, and disrobed. Before he sat down again both girls ran their eyes over his lean body, from his toned shoulders and sculptured pectorals, over his six-pack, with both sets of eyes coming to rest on his lovely cock, each secretly wishing they could touch it and do something with it, but both resigned to the fact they would have to wait and do that in private at a later time. "Now, Maddy, Jake and I have no secrets, and can also talk about everything and anything..." said Kate, and was about to say more, but Madeleine interjected: "That's obvious," she said. "How so?" asked Kate. "Well, both of you have told me that Jake's sexual awakening with that girl Cassie, didn't go well, so you taught him what he needed to do to please girls. Let me be quick to say that Jake said you taught him verbally, with no practical sessions involved," Madeleine said, being keen not to bring up the matter of incest again. "What I meant by obvious was that you and he must have discussed some very personal and intimately sexual things, because, as I told you earlier, he's no longer ignorant of a girl's needs and gave me the best time I've ever had. You must be a very good teacher." "Just a loving mum helping her boy solve a challenge in his life." replied Kate. "Anyway, what I was about to say is that now you are involved in our lives in a very special way, I'd like you to feel free to join in our intimate conversations, if you want to." "I'd love that, and be honoured," replied Madeleine. "Okay... would you like to start by telling me about this tit fuck you guys shared. I can ask Jake later, but I thought it might be nice to hear it from you, from the female perspective. If you're too shy to talk about it, you and Jake can tell the story together, or, Jake can tell me later. I'm interested because I've never done it, and probably won't get the opportunity, not being blessed with big knockers." "I'd love to tell you," said Madeleine, "...but, Jake, you can join in if I leave anything out." So, between Madeleine and Jake, they not only told Kate about their tit-fuck, a first for both of them, but went on to detail the whole afternoon and evening's activities. "Wow!" said Kate at the end of the story, "What a marathon! -- and how many orgasms did you say you had, Maddy?" "Four, not counting the aftershocks and the little tingly ones in between -- we had ten, I think, between us." "Well done! I'm proud of both of you, and I'm so glad that our sex-education lessons paid off, Jake. I was so worried that without any practical experience (lie), in the heat of the moment you might forget you lessons and repeat the Cassie disaster. I didn't want Maddy to go away unsatisfied." "Have no fears in that regard, Mrs C. You taught him very well indeed, and I'm a more than satisfied girl. However, since you said we can talk freely about anything, Kate, I'll admit that reliving the events of this afternoon has made me feel horny again, so... if it is okay with you and Jake, I might just need a little something to help me go to sleep." Kate laughed and said, "Of course it's all right with me, and I know Jake well enough to confidently say he'd love to oblige you. You're right about all this talk being arousing -- it's had that effect on me too, but I don't have a man of my own at the moment. I might have to get out the plastic fantastic while you two are doing the real thing down the corridor, or I won't sleep either. Kate and Jake Ch. 12 "Hmm..." murmured Madeleine, as she looked down, and took a moment to think. "What's up, Maddy," asked Jake. She looked at him and then at Kate, and said, "Kate, you know how you said we can say anything in a family situation? Is that really true? Can I say something and if you and Jake think it's off the planet then we just forget it, and you don't think badly of me?" "Y-e-s?" queried Kate, drawing the 'yes' out as she wondered what might be coming next, although she was confident it had nothing to do with incest, after her last outburst on the matter. "W-e-ll," said Madeleine, with and intake of breath, and a grimace consistent with a feeling of impending doom. "I doubt that I would feel comfortable doing it with Jake, while you were down the corridor, alone in your room, wishing you had someone to be doing it with too, and that would spoil things for all of us." "I see," replied Kate, pensively. "So, what did you have in mind, Maddy? I hope you're not going to suggest..." "No, nothing to do with Jake... no incest, I promise you... I'm not that much of a masochist that I want to go there again. No, well... I was just thinking... well, you know I'm bisexual, right? -- and you said you were bi-curious, so I was just wondering if this might be a good time for you to see what it was all about. I'm Jake's fuck buddy, and if I can help, just until you have a new boyfriend, I'd love to be your fuck buddy too. You two could go to your own rooms, and I could visit you first and then finish off in a glorious manner with Jake after that, hopefully leaving you more satisfied than you would be with your vibrator. Please don't be mad at me." Kate covered her hand with hers, and, looking longingly at Madeleine's magnificent breasts, said, "I'm not cross with you Maddy. That's a very thoughtful thing you're offering, and since it's been a long time for me (only two days, unbeknown to Madeleine, but seemed like an eternity to Kate), and because I am bi-curious, if it were just up to the two of us, I'd take you up on your offer in a flash. But, just as you're worried about what Jake and I might think of you for suggesting it, so too am I worried about what Jake would think of his mother if I said yes." Jake spoke up, "Don't be silly, Mum. Go for it! Look at it this way. If you say no, then Maddy and I won't enjoy ourselves, and you'll be left high and dry, in your room alone. None of us will be happy. You've got my blessing, Mum, if that means anything." "It does, Jake. It means a lot to me because you're the man of our family now. Okay, since you two are obviously agreed, I'd be silly to spoil everyone's night by saying no, but, Maddy, you have to promise me this will remain top secret between the three of us." "That goes without saying," said Madeleine. "Okay, well it's settled then," said Kate. "Let's not linger here, or I might get cold feet and change my mind," and as if in unspoken agreement, they picked up their robes, but didn't put them on, and walked hand in hand, all three of them, to Kate's door. Jake gave them each a hug and a kiss, kissing Madeleine sweetly on her lips, and his mother on her cheek, and walked off down the corridor to his room. As Kate and Madeleine entered Kate's bedroom, still holding hands, Madeleine said: Did you notice Jake's cock after he finished hugging and kissing us?" "I did," replied Kate, "I think you're in for a very good time after we get through here. C'mon," and they hopped onto the bed. "This is my very first time with a woman, Maddy, so in this instance you'll have to be the teacher. I'm too nervous to take the initiative." "It'll be my pleasure," replied Madeleine. "Now you just lie down and make yourself comfortable, and let me do all the work. Then, later, you can copy what I do to you, on me." Kate lay down with her head on a pillow and Madeleine said, "Now close your eyes. It won't be as confronting for you that way, and will certainly relax me if you are not watching me doing things." Kate closed her eyes and did relax as she felt Madeleine's hands softly running all over her body. After the initial touch, which made her flinch reflexly, she started to like it, and tingled all over. "You're gorgeous for a mature woman, Kate," said Madeleine. "I'm only thirty-four," objected Kate, eyes still closed. "I know," agreed Madeleine, "but you have to realise that for Jake and me, thirty four is, in this case, literally a generation older than us, and you're Jake's mum as well, which puts a whole new perspective on things. Having said that, you're definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever been to bed with." "Thanks. How many have you been with?" asked Kate. "Without counting them off, about half a dozen. A couple were more serious, longer term relationships, while the others just happened along the way, and went on for a wee while." "So, you're quite experienced with girls then. Tell me, how does this girl-girl sex affect the way you relate to Jake, or other men?" "No worries there, Kate. Lesbian sex is great, and it's allowed me to keep in balance for six months or more, but I have to have the real thing eventually, and given a choice, I'd take a man over a woman any day -- if he's a good lover, that is. A female lover is always better than an uncaring or self-centred man who does nothing to satisfy his girl. If it were just you and me, this would be all I need to keep going for a while, but with Jake just down the hall, and knowing what he has to offer, I'm looking forward to you and me getting off together, and then being finished off in fine fashion by him. Now, enough talk... just shut your eyes and enjoy" -- and Kate did just that. She felt Madeleine's hands all over her again, this time examining her more closely, even parting her labia and inserting a finger to feel around inside. Kate was hot and wet down below, and was luxuriating in the waves of tingly feelings which were coursing through her body as Madeleine probed her. Madeleine was pleased with the responses she was eliciting, as Kate became progressively more and more slippery inside as she responded to the fingering. While keeping a finger inside Kate, Madeleine lay down beside her and put her other hand on Kate's nearside breast, and palpated it. Kate rolled her head to one side and sighed. This was so good -- Jake did those things to her too; nothing new about that; what was new was that it was a very attractive, and very young, woman doing these things to her -- a first for her, and such a major turn on! Madeleine whispered, "Can I put my mouth on your breast, Kate?" "Don't ask, just do whatever you want with me." replied Kate, and then stiffened slightly, with a sharp intake of breath, as she felt the moist warmth of Madeleine's mouth close over her areola and nipple. Madeleine managed to suck nearly half of Kate's breast into her mouth and give it a good tonguing, which caused Kate to roll her head again, and moan unashamedly. While Madeleine concentrated on Kate's nipples with her tongue and lips, she reached down and inserted one finger inside. Kate was tight, but after working her for a minute or two, Maddy managed to squeeze a second finger in, all the time sucking her nipples. "Your nipples are growing -- they're twice as long as when I started." "I'm not surprised," replied Kate between inhalations. Madeleine kept up her oral assault on Kate's breasts, and also energetically stimulated her down below until Kate stiffened, took Madeleine's head between her hands, arched her back, froze for a good twenty seconds, and then came violently, and audibly. Jake, who had been lying on his bed waiting for his turn with Maddy, was casually handling his almost fully erect cock, imagining what was going on down the hallway, and eagerly waiting his turn with Madeleine. On hearing his mother cry out, he involuntarily gripped his cock tighter, and it rapidly reached full erection. It was all he could do to resist the urge to masturbate it. "Good on you Mum!" he said quietly, and then, "...and good on you too, Maddy for doing such a good job on her, and so soon." Back in Kate's room Madeleine said, "That was quick!" and moved up so they were face to face. "I know you are probably only interested in the girl-girl sex, and not the lovey dovey stuff, but would it be all right if I kissed you?" Kate was so blown away by what had just happened at the hands of another woman that she just nodded, and Madeleine slowly lowered her head, with a smile on her face, and a glint in her eye, until their lips touched. She kissed Kate softly on the lips, then a little harder, and then, taking her cue from what she had recently experienced with Jake, proceeded to kiss Kate all over her face, including her now closed eyes. "That's lovely, Maddy. Where did you learn that way of kissing?" asked Kate, recognising the manoeuvre as being her, and Jake's, favourite ways of kissing when making love. "From Jake. I'm a quick learner." Kate smiled. Her son had indeed done well and remembered all that she had taught him. "Shall I do you now?" she asked. "Nope, not yet. I'm being selfish. I had a plan of action and you going off early wasn't part of it. You just relax and let me enjoy the rest of what I was looking forward to doing." "Okay," said Kate with a smile. "You're spoiling me." "You've already spoilt me by giving me the best afternoon and evening of my life," replied Madeleine, and went back to Kate's perfect breasts. "I can't get over how gorgeous your tits are, Kate. I think, when I'm a doctor, and can afford it, or maybe get a medical practitioner's discount, I'll have a breast reduction operation." Kate opened her eyes, inclined her head a little so she could look down at Madeleine's face, which was smiling up at her, and said, "Don't do that, Maddy, at least not until you've met the man you're going to spend the rest of your life with. No woman is happy with her breasts. Women like me admire women with larger breasts, like you, and vice versa. I'm turned on by your gorgeous boobs, and it seems Jake is too -- a lot of men are... and it would be a shame if you made them smaller, and then met Mr Perfect, who just happened to be a big boobs man." "Good advice," agreed Madeleine, and then started to kiss her way southward. Kate put head back down on the pillow and quivered in anticipation of what Madeleine would soon be doing. Madeline also tingled lustfully as she manipulated one of Kate's breasts with one hand, caressed Kate's slender hip with the other, and felt the texture of her flat belly under her lips and tongue. Kate stiffened, and gasped, when she felt the heat of Madeleine's breath, and then the wetness of her mouth, on her womanhood. Madeleine heard a sharp intake of breath when she slipped a finger inside Kate's vagina, and another in her pert, tight, little ass. It was all too much for Kate, and as Madeleine squeezed and massaged her breast; as her tongue was being devastatingly effective on her external genitalia; as her finger went in and out, and round and round, in her vagina, while another was firmly embedded in her ass; Kate's mind went round and round like a whirling dervish, out of control and spiralling upwards to another, inevitable, orgasm. Jake heard the scream from his room, and then a cry, followed by some unintelligible utterances. He had been waiting for some indication that they might be finished, and that Maddy might be coming to him soon, but unless he was mistaken, that sounded very much like his mother... again! On the one hand he was disappointed, because he knew his mother would insist on equal rights, and on giving Madeleine an orgasm, if she could, but on the other hand he was so happy for his mum; that her first girl-girl fantasy experience was such a good one. His main challenge now was to keep his hand off his cock, lest he ejaculate prematurely, and diminish his ardour for what he and Maddy planned to do soon. "Definitely your turn now," Kate insisted. "Maddy, I have been bi-curious for a long time, so thank you for making my first experience with a girl so wonderful and amazing. I'm no longer nervous, but I am a bit brain dead after all that, so if it's all right with you I might just do exactly the same things to you. I think I would pretty much copy you, anyway, because from the minute I saw those magnificent boobs of yours, I've had an almost irresistible urge to touch and kiss them. Want to swap places?" They did, and Kate now felt free to get up close and personal with Madeleine's lovely big breasts, in a way she would not have been comfortable with if she had played the man's role first. She moved them around, marvelling at the mobility of them. Her own were nice to touch, but relatively fixed to her chest, not able to be moved much, but she was able to move Madeleine's around in tight circles like you might roll a large ball around in circles on a table. Kate then pushed them together to visualise what they might have looked like when Jake was about to insert his cock between them, and quickly ascertained they would have totally engulfed his erect member, hiding it from sight. The thought of that turned her on, despite her two orgasms. When she started kissing them, Madeleine muttered something and sighed. When she started biting, licking, and sucking on Madeleine's nipples, Maddy rolled her head and moaned. When she inserted one, then two fingers inside, Maddy tensed for a moment and whimpered. As she aggressively suckled on Madeleine's breast, Kate found herself being turned on too, not only by the heat of the moment, but mostly by the breast itself which was firm but soft; nice and big to play with; and, to Kate's mind, simply awesome. Madeleine visibly and audibly, got higher and higher, and then plateaued, maintaining an excruciatingly high level of arousal, but just not breaking through that threshold and achieving the frustratingly elusive orgasm she so badly needed -- perhaps because she was not new to girl-girl sex, she just needed that little bit of extra stimulation. "Kate, would you mind going down on me now?" Kate didn't answer, but smiled, and just like Madeleine had done, left a hand on one breast, while she kissed her way southwards. Kate had never touched another woman in a sexual way, let alone applied her mouth to another woman's vulva, so it was an exciting experience for both of them when she stuck out her tongue and ran it up and down the length of Madeleine's slit. She was soon enthusiastically eating Madeleine out, and Maddy was responding outrageously. Kate then inserted fingers into vagina and anus and heard a sharp intake of breath from above. As she went round and round inside Madeleine's sexual orifices, round and round on her wonderfully pliable breast, and round and round on her clitoris with her tongue, Madeleine was twitching and writhing almost out of control, and then she came! She stiffened, half sat up, as rigid as a person with tetanus, held her breath for a full thirty seconds, and then let out a wail that Kate had no doubt Jake must have heard clearly -- maybe the neighbours heard too. Kate had to remove her mouth from Madeleine's pussy for fear of being knocked out by her convulsions and flailing legs as she rolled this way and that, flexing and straightening her legs, thrashing around with her arms, and all the time uttering unintelligible nonsense. When she calmed down, save the odd contraction of her tummy muscles as another aftershock took her by surprise, Kate lay beside her and started to kiss her ever to sweetly, while with one hand she gently played with Madeleine's pussy and vagina, eliciting more aftershocks. When Madeleine could talk, she said, "For a first-timer, you are exceptionally good at this girl-sex thing." "Thanks, Maddy," said Kate, as she licked her wet fingers dry. She had expected to taste Maddy, and that was one motive for doing it. She did taste Maddy, and found that exciting, but even more exciting was that unmistakeable and unique flavour of semen. Kate chuckled, had another lick of the fingers that had been inside Madeleine, and said, "I can taste my son on you." Madeleine's hand went to her wide open mouth; her eyebrows were raised, and eyes opened wide. "Oh, no!" she exclaimed through her fingers. "Jake and I both had a shower together when we went to the bathroom to get the robes, before we all met up in the kitchen. I'm so sorry, Kate. I thought I was all clean for you!" "Don't worry about it," Kate said in a soothing voice. "I'm glad. There's no other way I was ever going to get to taste my son (she lied), and it turns me on to think how his semen got inside you in the first place (truth). Besides, the combination of the two of you tasted delicious." "You are so wonderful to me, Kate," said Madeleine, and returned her kiss. "Now, as much as I would like to stay here and cuddle you all night, I suppose I had better get back to lover boy before he wanks himself silly. I'm sure he heard both of us." Kate looked a little downcast, and when Madeleine asked her what was wrong, she replied, "Just being silly, and selfish -- I don't want you to go and leave me here alone. But, at the same time we did make Jake a promise, and as you say, I'm sure he's eagerly awaiting you." "As I said, I'd like to stay too," replied Madeleine, "but what can we do?" "Hmm," said Kate as she thought it through. "Well, this is a king-sized bed, so there's plenty of room for all three of us... what do you think?" "I think that's a marvellous idea! But what about your stance on incest?" queried Madeleine. Kate made a dismissive gesture with her hand and said, "I'm not going to fuck my son, and he's not going to do anything to me. You and he can have your night cap as planned, but in here rather than in his single bed... unless you are freaked out by the thought of someone watching you, or perhaps helping out by doing things to you -- I mean, it's not incest, you and me." "I think it's a wonderful idea. If you're not worried about watching your son being bonked by some young tart, I certainly won't be the slightest bit inhibited by having his awesome mum, my new female fuck buddy, in bed with us." "You're no tart!" said Kate, giving her a playful slap on her thigh for being so derogatory about herself. "Okay, call him and tell him you're ready for him." "Jake!" Madeleine called out at the top of her voice, and getting confirmation from down the passageway, she followed up with: "Your mum wants to see you." Kate gave her another playful slap for making this seem like it was all Kate's idea. A moment later he appeared at Kate's bedroom door, his hands clasped together in front of his groin. He wasn't self-conscious about his nudity, nor would he have been shy about his manhood, if it hadn't been as rampantly erect as it was in the aftermath of his mother's, and then his girlfriend's, climactic screams. ---------- oOo ---------- Three in a bed... Note: if this were a book, this would be the beginning of a new chapter. However, even if I submit my chapters close together, I have no control over how long it takes from time of submission to time of publication. Since readers urge me in their comments and emails to not take too long between publishing follow-on chapters, I decided to continue the story here, below the end of chapter mark (-- oOo --) above. Kate, still on top of the covers, and still stark naked, smiled at him and said, "Madeleine has just introduced me to the wonders of femo-lesbo-girl-sex in the most delightful way." "I know, I heard," replied Jake with a smile, removing his hands from his groin to illustrate his point. Kate and Jake Ch. 12 Once released, his erection sprang up and stood straight out from his body, so enlarged and rigid that it was even angled upwards a little. "Oh my gosh!" exclaimed wide-eyed Kate with hand over open mouth. She reacted in that way partly because she was in awe of it and wanted it, and partly to pretend to Madeleine that she had not seen her son rampant before. Madeleine's eyes lit up too, and she wanted it too -- was in need of it now that she had seen it. The session with Kate had been very satisfying for her, but now, in the light of what was to come, the girl-sex suddenly became foreplay to the real thing. Jake saw her gaze was fixed on his prodigious member and said, "I thought you were going to come to me afterwards?" "Oh, lover, I was, and still desperately want you. It's just that your Mum and I had such a good time we sort of bonded in a way, and I didn't want to leave her here, on her own, listening to us having fun down the corridor, so come and hop into bed and I promise I'll give you a good time." "What, three in a bed? - you and me having sex in front of my mother?" he asked, incredulously. His main concern was that Kate might feel jealous... well, if not jealous, because she wasn't the jealous type, she might be feeling left out. He would dearly love to do both of them, but that was impossible given the pact he had with his mum to not make their incestuous relationship obvious to Madeleine. However he hoped that Madeleine would interpret his reservation as being a strong desire to not get into any incestuous situation with his mother, and she did. She replied: "You're not going to be doing anything with your mother, so I'm definitely not suggesting anything incestuous. C'mon. It'll be fun -- a new experience! -- neither of us have done it with an audience so it will be a wonderful new experience for both of us to look back on." "How do you feel about this, Mum?" asked Jake. "I did say to Maddy that I didn't want her to go, and she came up with this idea. At first I was a bit shocked, but didn't want to be alone in here, listening to you two, and also didn't want her to stay with me if that meant you were going to dip out, so I warmed to the idea. Besides, I know what you two have been doing, but never thought I would have the opportunity to see you actually doing it, so that'll be a first for me too, and I'm really looking forward to it. So, c'mon son, hop into bed and do the right thing by Maddy, with my blessing." "Okay, Mum," he said with an ear-to-ear grin. Now he was assured that his mother actually wanted this, and was not going to get bent out of shape over it, he was excited by the idea, and climbed onto the bed. The girls moved apart a little and he crawled in between them. He turned over and flopped on his back, his dick in the air, but it was a little banana shaped now it had lost a little of its splendour due to the distraction of the rather heavy conversation they just had. "Oh look, Kate," Madeleine said as she put her hand on the base of his cock and supported it vertically in the air. "All that talking has taken him off the boil." "No by much," replied Kate, looking down his body at his still respectable erection, still hard enough to put into a girl. "I'm sure you can restore him to his former magnificence in no time." Madeleine chuckled and said, "I'm sure I can. Want to watch me?" and the two girls moved down the bed, lying face down, so their bodies formed a cross with his, and their heads were raised so they were hovering over his loins. Madeleine waved Jake's cock in front of Kate's face to give her the before picture, of the before and after series, and then went down on him with a big smile at Kate. Maddy bobbed up and down for a minute or so, before taking her mouth off him looking to Kate for her verdict. "He's certainly responding to you." agreed Kate, contemplating his now straight member, "but a little more wouldn't hurt." Jake moaned as Madeleine's mouth closed over him once again, and Kate repositioned herself so she was lying parallel with him, her head near his, and said: "Like that do you son?" and kissed him sweetly on the lips. "Oh, Mum, it feels fabulous... and for some strange reason it feels even more phenomenal because you're here. It's almost as if the last secret between us has disappeared, and you know everything about me now." "That's so lovely," said Madeleine, stroking his wet cock while her mouth was off it. "Kate, so I'm ready for him when he's ready for me, I wonder if you'd mind doing some of what you did to me before? We might as well get rid of that secret too, and let Jake see what we get up to." "Love to," said Kate, as she rolled off the bed and walked around to kneel on the floor between Madeleine's open legs. As she probed Madeleine with her fingers and was wondering how to get her tongue in there with Maddy in the prone position, Jake said: "It's not fair -- I can't see," as he tried to raise his head off the pillow, in vain, for a better look. Kate said, "Jake, move over to the other edge of the bed; Maddy, you go with him, and get up on all fours. That way, you can still comfortably get to Jake; I can get to you; and Jake will be able to see." They quickly shuffled themselves into their new position, and Jake watched in awe as Madeleine enthusiastically went up and down on his cock, and his amazing mother alternated between fingering Maddy, and giving her oral sex. Eventually, Kate lay on her back and wriggled her bottom and hips until her face was directly under Maddy's womanhood. She grabbed a pillow to put under her head to raise it up. Madeleine didn't have to be told what to do, lowered her hips until her pussy came in contact with Kate's mouth, and Kate started licking her out. Jake put another pillow under his own head to comfortably angle it up a little so he could watch this erotic display. The things that really turned him on included: --seeing his mother's magnificent, naked body stretched out on the bed; --seeing her head bob on the pillow as she licked Maddy out; --watching Maddy energetically bobbing up and down on his now rock hard cock; --seeing Maddy's large tits hanging down and swinging backwards and forwards like two pendulums; --scanning the rest of Maddy's impressive body, particularly the smooth curves of her bum, which now had Kate's hand on it -- not just on it, but caressing it; --seeing Maddy stop for a moment, arch her back, and grimace when a wave of arousal swept through her body; --watching Maddy go back to work; --looking at the slight movement in his mother's gorgeous tits as she ardently licked, lapped and fingered her new fuck buddy. "I'm getting close, Maddy," warned Jake. "I'm ready for you," replied a hot and bothered Madeleine, and Kate slithered out from under her. "We're doing this for you, Kate," said Madeleine. "What would you like to see? - any requests?" Kate thought quickly and answered, "I'd love to see you tit fuck. That's something I have never done or seen in real life." Madeleine replied, "We'd love to do it for you, Kate, and I promise we will one day soon, won't we Jake?" He nodded, and she went on, "... but I really need him inside me, Kate. I'm sure you understand. Tit fucking is great from time to time, but I need to go off badly. Hey, so do you, so lie down on the bed, head on the pillows, and I'll go down on you while Jake fucks me doggy style." Everyone was too hot and bothered to argue or discuss things, so Kate did as she was told, lay back with her head on two pillows, and opened her legs. Madeleine crawled between then and started to go down on her, while Jake went around behind Madeleine. Kate tried to reach Madeleine's womanhood with her fingers to keep her on the boil, but couldn't reach, and said: "Let me turn around, Maddy, so I can reach you," and in a few second she was lying between Madeleine's knees, in the 69 position, Kate's head directly under Madeleine's pussy. Maddy started to go down on her again. "I'll go off straight away if I enter you Maddy, so I'm going to wait until you tell me you're nearly ready to come, said Jake, as he marvelled at the sight of his mother and girlfriend driving each other crazy. Madeleine only grunted in reply, the best she could do with a mouthful of Kate's labia. Kate was turning on fast, not only because of the wonderful way Madeleine was tonguing and fingering her, but also because of the erotic visual images all around her. As she fingered Madeleine's vagina, clitoris, and anus she could see: Kate and Jake Ch. 13 Madeleine meets Cassie It was lunch time at university and Madeleine was sitting on her own at a table in the refectory, eating a sandwich, and reading a textbook. "Hello," said a voice from above. Madeleine looked up at the girl who had just approached her table, and the girl went on to say, "Could I talk to you for a moment, please?" "Sure," replied Maddy. "Sit down," she offered with a welcoming hand gesture. When the girl was seated, Maddy said, "You're Cassie aren't you - Jake's ex-girlfriend?" "Yes, that's right" replied Cassie, and Madeleine saw her eyes become watery, as if she might cry any moment. "I'm sorry, Cassie", said Madeleine, briefly covering her hand, as she realised it must have been the 'ex-' that upset her. "That was thoughtless of me. It looks like you still carry a flame for him, huh?" Cassie was close to tears, as Madeleine had guessed, and simply nodded her head in agreement, and then looked down in embarrassment. Then, after a pregnant silence, during which time Madeleine simply waited, Cassie eventually composed herself and was able to say, "I was a silly, silly girl, Maddy. For two whole years we were madly in love, and then, when we thought it was time to take the next step, I buggered it up because I didn't know what to do." "Are you up for a bit of girl-talk?" asked Madeleine. "Sure!" said Cassie. "I don't really know why I came over to your table, but deep down I was hoping you wouldn't give me the cold shoulder. I'd love to talk - thank you." "Okay, well since we're prick relatives, let's not beat around the bush..." Cassie interrupted her by repeating the words: "Prick relatives?" Madeleine laughed and said, "That's an old saying of my father's. It means either, two women who have shared the same prick, you know, cock, or two guys who have had sex with the same woman." "Oh, I see," replied Cassie, "So it is serious between you and Jake. I mean, you are having sex?" "I don't know about being serious, but yes, we're having sex... well, at least some of the time. Most of the time we, make love - much better description!" said Madeleine, and then noticed Cassie's eyes well up again. "What's wrong, Cassie?" "I'm sorry, Maddy. I'm being silly. I suppose you just confirmed what one of my girlfriends told me - you really are his new girlfriend." "What did your friend tell you?" asked Madeleine. "That she saw you and Jake walking arm around waist, and then stop in a private corner and have a cuddle and kiss - according to her, not just a hello-goodbye type of kiss, but the real thing. I know you're in fifth year and Jake's in second year, so I was hoping you two were just friends, until she told me that, but then you can't trust gossip, so I wanted to hear it from your own lips, and I just did," and this time a tear did escape her eye, and ran down her cheek. Madeleine leant across the table and wiped the tear away with her thumb and said, "You're quite right in not taking your friend's gossip as gospel. She probably did see what she said she saw. Jake is a very warm person and likes to cuddle, and with him I enjoy it too, but we don't do it in public because we aren't boyfriend and girlfriend. I didn't actually say, to you, that we were. All I admitted to was the sex." "I don't understand," said Cassie, desperately wanting to, because something in what Madeleine just said suggested there might still be a chance for her. "Jake and I met in the library, and then kept bumping into each other there. We became friends and started having coffee together in our breaks, but as you quite correctly pointed out, I'm four years older than he is - I had a gap year, in case you are wondering - so it's just friendship, but we do have one thing in common." "What's that?" asked a curious Cassie. "We're both totally committed to getting the best grades we can. As you know, Jake has a single mum who is making financial sacrifices to put him through uni. He knows that, and wants to repay her by doing as well as he can. We both need to get good marks so we have a chance at the best jobs. So, neither of us want to waste study time chasing after sex, or going to parties, pubs, or other pick-up joints to meet people for that purpose... but, at the same time, we're both sexually active young adults and need sex to balance our lives - so we've agreed to be fuck buddies. You know what that means, don't you, Cassie?" asked Madeleine in a kindly tone, simply because Cassie didn't know what a prick relative was. "Yes I do. Since you said up front, let's not beat around the bush, can I ask if the sex is good?" "Cassie, I lost my virginity at age sixteen; I've had several boyfriends since then, and lots and lots of sex; so trust me when I say the sex with Jake is the best I've ever had, and that first day and night with him is still my fondest and most erotic memory, and always will be." "Day and night?!" Cassie both queried and exclaimed, "How did you manage that? Did he come to your place?" "No, I stayed the night at his place." "What? How? Was his mother away or something?" queried Cassie. "No. We had lunch together, the three of us, and then she went to work, and when she came home at about 9.30pm we all had a cuppa and she wanted to know how it went, and what we did," said Madeleine with a smile, amused at Cassie's raised eyebrows, wide eyes, and hand-over-mouth astonishment. "Kate's the most amazing woman I've ever met," said Madeleine. We discussed the fuck buddy arrangement Jake and I were planning, over lunch, and she was pleased. She likes me, and thought it was a great idea. She wants Jake to study hard and get good marks, but as a caring mother, she doesn't want him to miss out on what other young adults are doing and enjoying. She also understood my needs. In fact, she and I have become best friends," and when Madeleine noticed Cassie's eyebrows shoot up again, she added, "Well, being older than you and Jake there's only a little over ten years between Kate and me. Some girls I know have a sister ten years older than them." "She's an amazing woman," agreed Cassie, "and Jake loves her very much. He even wanted us to talk to her about losing our virginity together, and see if she had any hints or tips, but I said no. I suppose I was thinking of my mum and how embarrassed and ashamed I'd feel if she knew." "You should've listened to Jake, and then you and he would still be lovers and I wouldn't be on the scene at all." "I know that now," agreed Cassie, "but tell me, Maddy, how could it be so awful for me and so over-the-moon wonderful for you, especially since you are experienced and have got something to compare him with? I can't imagine a little talk over lunch could have made such a dramatic difference to how Jake does it?" Madeleine laughed, and said, "You're quite right, Cassie, a conversation over lunch didn't set us up for heaven-on-a-stick. All that happened over lunch was that we girls sent Jake down the street for a while and discussed mainly the practical issues, like condoms, the fact that Kate didn't want us sneaking around, so we could meet there any time we wanted to, whether she was home or not, and so on. She was mainly concerned that it would be nice for us, especially her son." "Amazing!" exclaimed Cassie. "So how did he get so good at it." "Don't take this the wrong way, Cassie, but, as you say, Jake and his mum have no secrets from each other, and he told her you two had broken up, and why. He said it was all his fault. He said he was like a kid with a new toy, and doing it with you was, for him, the consummation of a wonderful romance... he just assumed if it was good for him, it was good for you, too. To her credit, Kate told him it was his fault, and no girl wants a wham bam thank you ma'am lover. Then, weeks before I came on the scene, she talked him through what he did wrong and what he could have done instead. She's obviously a great teacher because I am his very happy, contented, satisfied, and fulfilled, fuck buddy." "Jake and his mum said it was his fault?" asked Cassie. When Madeleine confirmed with a nod, Cassie went on to say, "That's very nice of them, although I'm not surprised - they're both such wonderful persons. But, it isn't all his fault. I didn't know anything. I should have let Jake take me to his mother and let her teach me too... and also, it was me who broke it off! I should have told Jake what the problem was, so we could at least talked it through." "What was the problem, other than Jake not knowing what to do? Was it all his idea in the first place - maybe, deep down, you didn't really want to do it?" "Oh, no, Maddy. I was the one who said I thought we were old enough to take the next step, cos a lot of my friends had, and because I loved Jake so much, I really wanted to do it. It was just such a disappointment after all the build up. We used condoms so we didn't have an unwanted pregnancy, and they chafed a bit. Sometimes I would get quite sore, especially if we did it more than once on the same day, or even on consecutive days... and sex didn't do anything for me at all! I thought I was just asexual. The bottom line is I didn't like it, didn't want to do it any more, couldn't tell Jake, so I asked if we could have a break." "If you hated sex so much, then why did you get into a sexual relationship with another guy, so soon after breaking up with Jake?" "How did you know?" asked Cassie. "You obviously know a lot about me, including my name, even though I haven't introduced myself yet. So it is not unreasonable I know something about you too - perhaps not for the same reasons. Anyway, you haven't answered my question." "Yes, well... he courted me and I suppose it was a rebound thing. I was feeling down about breaking up with Jake, so I went out with Pete when he asked me. As for the sex, well, after a few dates he sorta talked me into it, and since I didn't want another break up so soon after leaving Jake, I agreed. I thought I'd put up with a bit more pain and disappointment just to keep the peace. As it turned out it was wonderful. I had my first ever orgasm, and there were no negatives. I was in love, or at least I thought I was, but I was only in lust, as it turned out. He got bored with me and moved on. At least Jake didn't get bored with me, and there was no question of him dumping me." "So, that's why you want Jake back, huh? Because your boyfriend's dumped you, and you don't have anyone else at the moment?" "That's a cruel thing to say, Maddy, and not true at all. I admitted it was all my fault that Jake and I didn't work out sexually. He wanted to consult his mum, and I wouldn't let him. It's not his fault he didn't know what to do, or mine, for that matter, but I should've made an effort to talk it through with him and see if we could both find out what we were doing wrong. Pete didn't ever criticise me for not taking the initiative, but told me what guys like, and what he wanted me to do for him. That's what made me really understand how clueless I was when I was with Jake - I didn't do anything for him. No, I don't want Jake back on the rebound, or because I don't have any other options. Three guys have made it clear they want to be my boyfriend, so I'm not abandoned and desperate. I'm a free agent who can have a devoted boyfriend tomorrow if I want, but Jake's the only one I've ever loved, and I still love him. Sorry. You probably didn't want to hear that." "I did need to hear that - sorry if you thought I was being cruel. As I said, Jake and I are fuck buddies, not engaged to each other, but he and Kate have become my best friends, and I wouldn't let you near him if I thought you weren't sincere. There was a lot in what you just said. You should have let him take you to talk to Kate. Kate has nothing but nice things to say about you, and was delighted when she heard you and Jake finally lost your virginities to each other, so she definitely would have helped. What did this Pete teach you?" "It's a bit personal," replied Cassie with a blush. "C'mon Cassie!" exclaimed Madeleine. "We're prick relatives, remember... and I've told you a lot more about me and my sex life than I've told anyone else, except Kate." "Okay, then." said Cassie, warming to her new confidant. "Well, oral sex, for one thing. It was heaven when he did it to me - that's how I had my first orgasm. Of course he wanted me to do it to him. At first I baulked at the idea, but he insisted, and I got used to it, and eventually liked it. He was smart enough not to come in my mouth until I was happy with fellating him, but one day he put the hard word on me to suck him off, all the way! Since he was doing all sorts of wonderful things to give me orgasms I felt I couldn't say no. I hated it at first, but got used to it, and eventually even got to like the taste of it, and was thrilled at the pleasure it gave him - it made me feel wanted and useful. And then there are all the other things you obviously would know all about - want me to go on?" "No, I get the idea, but what about the chafing and soreness?" asked Madeleine. "No problem. Whenever he gave me an orgasm first, I was so hot and wet down there, it was no problem when he put it in, and on the occasions he wanted a quickie, he would feel me first, and if I was a bit dry, use a lubricant. There were no negatives, and I really started to enjoy sex. Now I actually miss it." "But he left you, anyway?" "Yes, I heard that while he loved fucking me, he wanted a girl who was more adventurous, and especially one who took the initiative, and did things without being asked." "It does have to be mutual, and the girl does have to do at least some of the work," agreed Madeleine. "Why are you being so nice to me, Maddy?" asked Cassie. "Why shouldn't I? We've got a common interest: Jake. We're prick relatives. We're both women, and you're a girl in need of a cuddle right now. You're not trying to steal my boyfriend because Jake isn't my boyfriend, but he is my best male friend, so as long as your intentions are honourable, and it's good for Jake as well, it's not up to me to stop you seeing him if you want to - that's up to him." "You're amazing. I'm so glad we had this conversation," said Cassie, and then pondered for a moment before adding, "but where do we go from here?" "I think we should have a stakeholders meeting: you, me, Jake, and Kate should get together and see how we all feel, and take it from there." "Between Kate and you, Jake is in very good hands. I still can't believe you are so generous, Maddy." "Don't put me on too high a pedestal. I might not be Jake's girlfriend, but if you think you can stop me seeing my fuck buddy between now and when I do my final exams, you've got another think coming, young lady - and I'm confident Kate will back me up on that one. Once I've graduated I'm going to Queensland to work, and after that you can marry him, have his kids, or whatever - but in the meantime the best I can offer is that we share; okay? That's just how I feel - I can't speak for Jake. If you want him that much, you'll have to work to get him, and be prepared to do more than just lie on the bed with your legs open - understand?" "I do, I do!" replied a happy Cassie "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Maddy. I'm so glad I plucked up the courage to speak to you. My life is 100 percent happier now, than it was before I approached you. I know you're not guaranteeing anything, but at least there's hope now." Madeleine said, "I'll organise a meeting at Jake and Kate's house, and let you know. I'll pick you up and take you there." "That's so kind of you, on both counts, but I can drive myself - save you the trouble." "No trouble, and I think it would be a good move, for you, I mean, if we arrive together. It'll show there's no competitive jealousies between us." "I can't believe this is happening," said an incredulous Cassie. ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 14 Chapter 14 Cassie meets with Maddy, Kate, and Jake. The doorbell rang and Jake opened the door to find Cassie and Madeleine standing on the entrance porch. Jake was surprised to see them there together. He was expecting both of them, but not expecting them to arrive together. This was starting to feel surreal to him. He had heard older men with multiple daughters and a wife, joking about living in a house full of women, and what it was like to be outnumbered. He was starting to feel a bit that way too, but in his case it had all the hallmarks of a dream; or a fantasy; because he was not only gathering more women around him as time went by, but was fucking, or had fucked, all of them. "Come in," he said pleasantly, and the two girls walked in while he stood aside to hold the door open. When he closed it, he turned and wasn't sure what to do for a moment, a slight hesitation which was not missed by Madeleine. He quickly, and correctly, decided there was no reason not to greet her in the usual way, so he kissed her on the cheek. "Since when have you kissed me on the cheek," said a cheeky Madeleine. "C'mon, buster, do it properly." He smiled and kissed her lightly on the lips. He was glad she allowed him to kiss her innocently, and didn't insist on a pash, but then again, she was a classy lady, like his mum, and wouldn't do anything to embarrass him or Cassie." "Now, Cassie," said Madeleine. "You don't want her to feel left out, do you? So, he stepped over and gave Cassie a kiss too, also on the lips. Just as he had done on the occasion of Madeleine's first visit, he took her hand, and then Cassie's, and led them to the kitchen where his mother was setting the table for lunch. As they came through the door, Kate looked up, smiled, and said: "My son and his harem! Hi, Maddy. Cassie, it's lovely to see you again. After the two years you spent with Jake, you were almost like the daughter I never had. I've missed you, but it's been lovely having Maddy here over the last few months." On an emotional impulse, Cassie let go Jake's hand, ran to Kate, and flung her arms around her neck. "You don't know how lovely it is to see you, Mrs Clifton. You were always wonderful to me, and I've missed you too." "You could've visited me occasionally," said Kate in mock chide. "I would have, but I know how much you love Jake, and I thought you might hate me for making him unhappy." "Oh, Cassie," said Kate, holding Cassie at arm's length so she could look her in the eye, "neither of us felt that way at all, you silly girl." "I know. Maddy told me." Kate let Cassie go and said to Madeleine, "Hey, Maddy, come here!" and Maddy smiled and obeyed. Kate put her hands on Madeleine's shoulders and looked her in the face, and said, "Right from the first day I met you, I knew you were a woman of integrity and the perfect fuck buddy for my son, but today, bringing Cassie here to chat with us, you have proved to me you are also a very caring and wonderful person. Now, give me a hug." The two girls hugged lovingly for a long moment, as Cassie drifted back to Jake, and they both watched -- impressed for different reasons. "Okay, you lot," said Kate, "lunch is ready, so you organise the drinks, Jake, and you girls can sit down while I put the food on the table." Madeleine and Kate were perfectly relaxed; Jake felt a little out of his depth, sitting with three women who were ultimately going to decide his fate, no matter how many times they said he was the man of the house and would make the final decision; and Cassie was as nervous as all hell, not being sure how Jake felt, let alone Maddy and Kate. However, the small talk started, and when the three students had updated each other on how their courses were going, even Cassie started to relax and join in fully. Eventually, Kate called the meeting to order, and said, "The main reason we are all here is to see if there's any mutual interest in Cassie and Jake getting back together, and if so, in what capacity. That part of it is really up to Cassie and Jake, but Maddy and I do have a right to be here and voice our opinions: me, because I'm Jake's mother, and I care -- and while I would never interfere in his love life, I do feel I have a right to advise; Maddy needs to be here because she and Jake already have a relationship, which they have agreed will continue as it is until at least the end of uni. Cassie and Jake, you'll both have to tell us how you feel, and what you want. Have I missed anything?" They all answered in the negative in one way or the other: verbally, or with a shake of the head. "Good, well logically, I think Cassie should kick it off, because if she doesn't want anything then the meeting's over," said Kate. Cassie looked nervous and said, "I was hoping to go last, but you're right, Mrs Clifton, so..." Kate interrupted, "Cassie, I think now that you're eighteen, and because we'll be discussing some serious adult topics, I'd be pleased if you'd call me Kate from now on." "Thanks, Mrs... Kate. What do I want? Well, firstly, not to complicate your lives, and especially not Jake's. I'm so sorry I wouldn't let Jake bring me to you for a chat before we did it for the first time all those months ago, or at least while we were doing it, when I wasn't happy. If I hadn't been such a scaredy-cat none of this would have happened, and we wouldn't need this meeting. Getting back to what I want... that's hard to put into words, because we have all moved on in the meantime. I suppose, if a genie could grant me a wish, I'd wish I could turn back the clock to just before Jake and I consummated our relationship; so we could have come and talked it through with you Mrs C -- sorry, can I alternate 'Mrs C' and Kate until I feel comfortable in calling you Kate (Kate nodded) -- and then we could have done it properly, like Jake and Maddy did, and, hopefully live happily ever after. But that's a fantasy -- so what do I want now? Realistically, I don't expect you to love me the way you once did, Jake, because I did walk out on you after all, but I hope you do have some affection left for me -- I still love you, contrary to what you might all think, given recent events. If I can come and visit without any of you minding, I would be a happy girl." "Cassie," said Madeleine, "Of course Kate, Jake and I discussed this at length when I asked them if I could invite you around, so I think I can speak for all of us when I say you will always be welcome here." Jake and Kate nodded their agreement, and Madeleine continued: "From my point of view, I'm very happy with the arrangement Jake and I have, and I don't want to lose that. I especially don't want to lose my visiting rights and friendship with Kate. Other than that, what Jake wants to do with you, or anyone else for that matter, is completely up to him, as long as you don't keep him away from his studies. If the two of you do get back together, then I accept I might have to drop down from three times a week to once or twice, but as long as I don't lose my fuck buddy rights, and can study hard as a sexually satisfied girl, I'll go along with whatever you two want to do. Kate, your turn." What Madeleine didn't say was she and Kate had discussed the matter privately, without Jake, and decided, in the unlikely event Jake would want cut Maddy's visits down because of Cassie, then Kate was more than happy to supplement whatever Jake was still prepared to give, to make sure Madeleine didn't go without, and Maddy was happy with that, and prepared to give a little. Kate said, "I agree with everything Maddy has said, and, Jake, I support her rights in this matter. She has been up front with you and given you everything you need, so, unless you fall out of lust with her, then it would be quite unfair, and ungallant, to go back on your agreement. (Maddy loved her for her support). Cassie, it wasn't your fault it didn't work out the first time round with Jake, apart from not wanting to discuss it at the time. I think I know how you are feeling, and the regrets you must be having. From my point of view, and obviously Maddy's as well, if we can all do anything to make your situation happier, then we would love to help. From my point of view, I've always loved you like a daughter, and would love to have you back in the family, but ultimately, it's up to Jake, and how he feels, so over to you, Jake." "Hmm," said Jake. "My feelings for you have never changed, Cassie, but time and circumstances have, so this is a hard one. I'm glad I have two strong women to advise me," he said, first looking at Kate, and then at Madeleine, "and I'm glad you still have affections for me." "Love, not affections!" interjected Cassie and Madeleine and Kate gave each other a look which said, 'my, my, the girl has got some backbone, after all, and is finally prepared to fight for her man!' "Thanks, Cassie," said Jake with a loving smile. "As I was saying, times have changed, but like you, I almost wish we could turn the clock back," and seeing Cassie's confused expression (why almost?) he went on to explain. "Almost, because if we could turn the clock back, this time we might come to mum and learn the difference between just having sex and making love, but I wouldn't have Maddy as my best friend, with extras (they all smiled), and that's a sad thought for me, because I really value her." Madeleine gave him the sweetest look and reached over and covered his hand for a moment in appreciation. He continued: "So, I don't know how you'll feel about this Cassie, but if you want to join in our happy family, I'd be delighted, but Maddy stays. Of course, the other things, which mum and Maddy pointed out, still apply: Kate and Jake Ch. 14 "I just told Jake what we're doing. He said, before they leave their room, he'll make sure we're done, or if not, at least warn us. So, the coast is clear and we can relax and enjoy ourselves, but no noise, huh?" "Look what I brought with me." said Madeleine, as she pulled a couple of items out of a shopping bag she had brought with her. "I know what that one's for," said Kate, pointing at the long, double ended dildo, "but what on earth is that?" she asked, pointing to the other object which was also tubular, but bent like a 'U', highly irregular in shape, and had bits projecting out from it along its convoluted length. "It's another double ended dildo, but shaped so two girls can be face to face in the missionary position, like a man and woman -- much better than the straight one if you want to get up close and personal." "But, what are all the bits sticking out?" queried Kate. "They're special bits to stimulate clitorises and anuses." "In that case, I can't wait to try it, but let's warm up first," said Kate as she started to unbutton her blouse. When Jake came back into his bedroom with the bottle of warm oil in his hand, Cassie was stretched out, face down, and naked, on his bed with a pillow under her chest and neck. She looked amazing: different from Kate's petite but athletic figure; and completely different from Madeleine's toned and very sexy, bigger boned body. Cassie almost looked like a little girl, from behind. She had long skinny legs, but they were delightful, all the same. Her bottom was smaller than Kate's, if that's possible. She had the tiniest waist of all three ladies, and a beautiful back -- unlike Maddy's, hers was one where the spine is clearly visible. Her thin arms were by her side, and her dainty shoulders were partly covered by her mop of curly reddish-auburn hair. Jake looked down on her lovingly, and also lustfully, as his member started to respond. There was something about her pubescent, but very feminine, figure which really turned him on, as it had always done. He climbed on the bed, knelt astride her legs, and bent forward to kiss her neck, which made her quiver and sigh in appreciation. He dribbled warm massage oil on her back. He then proceeded to spread it all over her back and arms with long sensuous sweeps. "That feels s-o-o-o good," she murmured. He went on to oil her legs, and then came back to her tiny butt and spent some time massaging oil into her cute little cheeks. He dribbled a little down her crack and followed it down with his hand, gently massaging it into her quivering love mound, and then, parting her girlish labia, inserted an oily finger inside to make sure she was well lubricated. It was a bit hard to tell with oil on his finger, but he was convinced she was hot and wet already -- definitely hot, and definitely responsive to him as she moaned and squeezed his finger with her vaginal and pelvic muscles. He massaged her all over, this time in a firmer, therapeutic manner. At first, he received words of appreciation, but as she went into an almost trance like state, words gave way to sighs and moans of consummate pleasure. When he finished her back, he asked her to roll over, and, no longer self-conscious about her nakedness, she sleepily complied. As he smoothed oil all over her, he took in her girlish beauty, and his cock stiffened past full erection. He needed all of his will power to resist the urge to part her legs and enter her, as he concentrated on giving her the best massage he was capable of. He started at the wrists, came up her arms, spent a moment on her dainty shoulders, and then rubbed her upper chest in a circular manner which made her smile and sigh. He he saw her open her mouth and heard an intake of breath as he moved onto her breasts, still massaging round and round. It intrigued him that, while he had always been a small breast man, probably having the image of his mother's 34C breast imprinted on his mind from childhood, he loved playing with Madeleine's gorgeous big breasts -- maybe there is also an attraction of opposites? ...and there was always the mind-blowing tit fuck, impossible with Cassie -- but not withstanding that, he found himself fascinated by Cassie's A-cup sized breasts. Maybe it was because she was the love of his life from age fifteen, and while they waited until they were seventeen to have intercourse, they had kissed passionately and groped each other from the beginning of their romance. He wiped the excess oil off her breasts, then her slightly concave belly, and finally her external genitalia, lay down beside her, and started kissing her boobs. "Oh, Jake! That's so wonderful," and then when he started concentrating on her nipples he heard a sharp intake of breath and she exclaimed, "Oh, Jake!" again, and stiffened for a moment. While he alternated between tonguing, softly biting, and suckling on her nipples, he was delighted to see she was on cloud nine, sometimes smiling, sometimes grimacing, and often rolling her head. These reactions increased markedly when he slipped a finger inside her and started to gently massage her internally, while also stimulating her clitoris with the heel of his hand or a spare finger. She quivered in anticipation and tingled all over as he kissed his way southwards from her delightful little tits, and gasped when she felt his hot breath on her womanhood. As he licked, lapped, and massaged her womanhood, concentrating on her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, while still fingering her G-spot inside, her movements and utterances increased in magnitude and volume, while his cock felt fit to burst. When she finally came with a scream and convulsions he was quick to part her legs, kneel between them, and push his rampant cock into her love tunnel. He took it slowly for the first thrust because she was very tight, and he was at maximum girth. She gasped as it went in, but he knew intuitively it was in awe and pleasure -- no pain involved. This triggered a second orgasm in her and he rapidly increased his thrusting rate until his own arousal went through the roof and with a guttural roar he filled her up while she was still coming. "Houston, we have lift off," chuckled Madeleine when they heard Jake and Cassie's explosive climax. Kate cradled her in her arms, after what was one of their best girl-girl orgasms, using their tongues and the U-shaped, double ended, weird looking dildo with all its excruciatingly stimulating appendages. "Can't wait for my turn with Jake," said Madeleine. "Kate, I wish we had a cock for you too, but on the other hand, I don't want to involve another man in our love triangle." "I know what you mean," replied Kate. "Intercourse with a really nice guy would be a wonderful way to finish off our girl-girl session, but, like you, I wouldn't trust just any guy to do the right thing." They were silent as they both pondered this inequality: Madeleine had Jake, but, officially, Kate had no one at the moment. Of course, Kate could have Jake when no one else was around, but it would be nice if she too could mate with her son immediately after Madeleine had sent her off -- Jake and Madeleine often screwed themselves silly after Maddy had given her an orgasm. After a couple of minutes Kate came to a decision, and said: "I love you, Maddy." "I love you too," replied Maddy with a smile and then a kiss applied to Kate's nearest breast. "No, I don't mean love as in fond of or like, or even fuck-buddy-lust. I mean really love, in the lesbian sense of the word, the romantic sense." "Oh, Kate, that's such a wonderful thing to hear. I've felt that way about you almost from the beginning but I've been careful to not come on to you too lovingly in case I scared you off," said Madeleine, as she adjusted her position to better enable her to hug Kate in a meaningful embrace. Kate smiled her appreciation of this remark, and said, "Maddy, I not only love you but respect you enormously -- I suppose that's a prerequisite to real love, anyway. I love the way you look after Jake, because he is the most important person in my life. I was so moved by the way you took Cassie under your wing and helped make her happy again -- that was above and beyond just being a nice, caring person. Any other girl would have told her to piss off when she came sniffing around her lover." "And I love the way you were upfront with me when I first met you, and how you welcomed me into your home and life, knowing I had designs on Jake, the most important person in your world -- and as for Cassie... you've done the same for her." "Maddy, I trust you completely, and I want to confide something in you that I wouldn't tell anyone else in the world," said Kate, and Madeleine straightened up into a sitting position, ready to hear this revelation. Kate said, "I do have access to a cock, but only when you're not here." "Oh my gosh!" said Madeleine, her hand flying to her mouth. "You don't mean...?" "Yes, Jake. All that we told you about our aversion to incest was true up until a few weeks before we met you. We have never done anything in the eighteen years we've been together. When we had those sex-education lessons, it got to the point where it was necessary to show him where things were and what he should be doing with them, and more importantly, how he should be going about it. It's very hard to explain a sexual technique without going through the actions: a bit harder, not that hard, yes, that's just right. Anyway, it was when I was showing him the finer points of giving oral sex to a girl that it happened. I went off! I didn't mean to. He was doing it so well, and the sight of my own handsome son, with an erection only a near virgin boy can muster, was all too much for me, and I exploded. In the heat of the moment I begged him, no commanded him, to put it in, and he did. His thrusting sent me off again, and I'm afraid I became hooked -- so did he -- we both admitted to having had the odd fantasy about each other, and were both thrilled we had finally got that out of our system... but we hadn't got it out of our system at all, and we kept doing it. We tried to back off at one time, but couldn't, and decided, as long as no one in the world found out, there was no logical reason to deny ourselves this new dimension to our love. Like you and he, our physical relationship will not affect his ability to relate to other girls, as you can plainly see, and he'll marry one day. It also doesn't stop me finding a guy to settle down with one day, but in the meantime I don't have to go out with less than perfect guys just for sex -- between you and Jake, I'm a happy and contented woman." Madeleine hugged Kate hard, kissed her, and said, "I'm so happy for you!... and Jake too. I've often thought that you two look so wonderful together, it would be just lovely if he was your stepson, so you two could go all the way, and have a full relationship. Of course, I was too scared to voice those thoughts, after the bollocking you gave me the first time I suggested something like that." "So sorry about that, Maddy, but it was still all a bit new when you came along, and we were worried people might guess." "That's okay, and I fully understand. I am just so stoked that you trust me with your secret, which I'll keep as my own until death. Hey, something just occurred to me. You said part of what made you fall in love with me, was because you were impressed with the way I helped Cassie out, at my own expense to a degree, given I will have to share him from now on. Well, my darling, you did much more than that with your Jake. You two were still on your honeymoon when you let me into your lives, and I love you so much for that. Hey! This is great! I was going to suggest Cassie stays the night. My plan was that I would have my session with Jake a bit later on to complete Cassie's education on how things are: no jealousies, no competition, just love -- and we take our turn and share!... and then because it's such a special occasion for her, I was going to suggest she sleep with him and have him all night... and in the morning too, of course," Madeleine concluded with a chuckle. "You were going to suggest that?" said Kate. "What are you suggesting now, in the light of my revelation?" "I'm now suggesting we all have a cuppa when they're finished, and a post mortem, and then we let Cassie go home so that you, me, and Jake can have a threesome, this time with you getting the lion's share of his lovely cock. It will be so wonderful. Anyone will be able to make love to anyone else, with no barriers and no taboos." "That made my twat tingle," said Kate with a giggle. "I love you Maddy, and I'm so glad I told you. Okay, well let's shower and dress, and get back to the kitchen before they do." Another muffled female cry rent the air, followed by guttural male utterings, and Madeleine said in reply to Kate's suggestion that they should hasten back to the kitchen, "No rush. It sounds like they'll be a while yet!" ---------- oOo ---------- Kate and Jake Ch. 15 Cassie and Jake -- Madeline and Jake Thanks to Tigersman for editing... When Cassie and Jake finally came to the kitchen in their robes, Kate and Madeline were showered, dressed, and sitting at the table. Kate said, "So, how did it go this time round, Cassie?" Cassie let go Jake's hand, skipped over to Kate's chair, wrapped her arms around her neck, and said: "Oh. Kate, it was so wonderful I think I've died and gone to heaven." Then, she disentangled herself from Kate and walked around to Madeline's chair, and hugged her in similar fashion. "And, thank you, Maddy, for being so kind, and thoughtful, and allowing this to happen. I was jealous of you before I met you, but now I think you're the most wonderful person I've ever met, and I'm more than happy to share with you, even after we finish uni... if you still want it? For my part, I'm just so happy you are prepared to share with me in the meantime." "You're welcome, little one," replied Madeline, returning the hug. Cassie then hastened back to Jake and put her arms around him. He retuned her hug. "So, it was that good, huh?" asked Kate. "Beyond all expectations, and beyond excellent!" replied Cassie. "Thank you Mrs C for being such a wonderful mother and for teaching Jake everything he needs to know to make him such a perfect lover. As I think we all agree, our first time together was a disaster. The experience with Pete was an eye-opener for me, at the time, and showed me sex can be pleasurable, but in the light of what happened this afternoon, it seems pretty ordinary now, and I can see it was mostly for his benefit -- it's just that because of his experience, he knew more about how to get a girl in the mood to do what he wanted her to do. But, today Jake made love to me in the way I hoped it would be like when we consummated our love the first time." "I'm so happy for you, Cassie," said Madeline, and Kate added, "Me too." Jake pulled out a chair for Cassie, but she said, "No, you sit on it. I want to sit on your lap." When they were seated. with Cassie on Jake's lap, one arm around his neck, Madeline said to Kate: "Young love! I must be a softy, but seeing it warms my heart." "It's sweet, isn't it," replied Kate, "but in the interests of total honesty between us, how do you feel right now, Maddy?" "Warm and fuzzy, looking at them," replied Madeline, "...and, also true to my word. I said to Cassie, as long as I can keep my best friend and fuck buddy privileges, I'm happy if she wants to try and rekindle her romance with Jake. She's made it quite clear she's happy with that, even into the future if it works out that way, so I'm very happy it seems to be working out for them. However, all this lovey dovey talk, and Miss Muffet's earlier climactic screams have made me feel quite horny, so Jake, after a cuppa and a chat, do you think you'll be up to doing the right thing by your fuck buddy, so I can go home and get some study done? I know I couldn't concentrate if I went home without a fix." Jake was a bit stuck for words, with Cassie's arms around his neck, and her tiny bottom wriggling in his lap, so Cassie answered for him: "A deal's a deal," said Cassie. "I'm sure he'll be fine in a little while. In the meantime, you don't mind if I sit on his lap until then, do you, Maddy?" "Of course not, love," replied Madeline with an ear-to-ear grin. "Just wriggle that little bottom of yours and warm him up for me." Kate then said, "Cassie, we were wondering how you would react to Maddy wanting her turn now, and it seems you have come through with flying colours. It's one thing to agree to a whole lot of conditions in advance, but quite another thing to honour them when the time comes, especially after such a wonderful, lovemaking experience." Cassie thought for a long moment and then said, "Maddy, I must admit, it didn't occur to me we might be sharing on the same day, one after the other, but now I've had a moment to think about it, I think it's the best thing. We've all agreed on the rules, and I happily accepted them, but I think if you and I went home now, I'd be wondering if and when you and Jake would be getting together for... well, you know... and I think that would be harder to accept. I think it's better if we establish the status quo right now, and then there'll be no unknown, and no fear of the unknown." "So, you really don't mind if Jake and I go off to his room in half an hour or so?" asked Madeline. "Not at all, Maddy, and I hope I'm still here when you do. I've told you how grateful I am to you; you've told me exactly what your relationship with Jake is, and the reason for it; we have different agendas which don't compete; so why not? -- and if we're going to share, why not start right now?" Kate said, "Good girl, Cassie. You said you hope you're still here -- do you have to go some time soon?" "Not for an hour or so," replied Cassie. "I had no idea this was going to happen today, so I told mum I'd be home for dinner, and then, unfortunately, after that I have to attend my best girlfriend's birthday party this evening. I would much rather stay here. Next time I'll know not to plan anything else on the day I visit." "Hey, Cassie, you up for a bit of fun?" asked Maddy "Sure. What is it?" asked Cassie. "Well, it's a little bit naughty, and you're a little bit straight laced, so can you take a dare?" "Hmm," murmured Cassie. "I'm starting to think you're a little bit wicked, Maddy, but I'm usually up for a dare, depending on what it is -- so what is it?" "Well, it occurred to me, we've all seen Jake naked, and he has seen all of us naked, but Kate and I haven't seen what you look like without clothes. So, how about you get rid of the robe for a moment to even things up?" "I was right -- you are wicked, Maddy! Besides, its neither logical, nor fair." "Really?" replied Madeline. "In what way?" "Well, I haven't seen you naked, and I'm sure you haven't seen Kate naked either. " replied Cassie triumphantly, as if she had won the argument. "I have actually seen Kate naked, and she's seen me naked, but that's another story for another time. However, you've got a point about you and us, so, what do you reckon, Kate?" "I'm not champing at the bit to strip, but I don't want to spoil your fun, Maddy, so, okay," said Kate as she stood up and started unbuttoning her blouse. Madeline grinned, stood, and peeled off her top, then her skirt, knickers, and unfastened her bra. She was undressed before Kate was halfway there. As she removed her bra and her breasts flowed free, Cassie gasped and said: "Maddy, your boobs are magnificent! I knew you'd be well endowed just from seeing you in clothes, but you're even more impressive au naturelle." Then she looked at Jake and said, "It can't be much fun going to bed with me when you can play with boobs like that any time you want?" Jake was, once again, stuck for something gallant to say, but Madeleine came to his rescue and said, "Don't worry about it Cassie. In case you didn't know, Jake's a small tits man -- the smaller the better, hey Jake?" Being grateful for the rescue, and rising to the occasion Jake answered, "Maddy's right. I've always been keen on anything from a flat chest to about mum's size," and then in fairness to Madeleine he added, "but I would be less than honest if I didn't say I've had a lot of fun with Maddy's lovely boobs. I think I am such a lucky guy to have a bit of variety. It'd be boring if you were all the same, wouldn't it?" "Suppose so," agreed Cassie, smiling again, and then, as if on cue, Kate dropped her bra on a chair to reveal her lovely tits, and Cassie said: "Mrs C... I always thought you were very attractive for a mum, but you've got a magnificent body! I'm glad your boobs are out of bounds for Jake or I wouldn't get a look in. I wish I could be a bit bigger -- your size would be perfect." Everyone smiled and Kate said, "Well, you just make sure Jake pays your boobs a lot of attention and they'll go up a cup size at least, I promise you." "Really?" said Cassie, knowing Kate was a nurse, but not being sure if she was just humouring her or stating a medical fact. "Yep," said Kate. "A male friend of mine boasts he grew his first wife's breasts from 34C when they first started dating, to a D-cup within a year or so, and double-D after her first baby. His second wife went the same way." Cassie looked at Jake and said, "Well, it seems you've got a lot of breast sucking to do, lover," and they all laughed. "Well, Cassie," said Madeleine, "we're both naked -- your turn... you too, Jake. Let's make the girl feel as comfortable as we can." Cassie hesitantly stood, Jake jumped up and discarded his robe, which left her the odd one out, so she reluctantly undid the waist tie and slowly slid the garment off her shoulders. "You're gorgeous, Cassie," said Kate. "I don't know what you were embarrassed about. Turn around for us, please," and Cassie obligingly did a slow pirouette. They all admired her pubescent beauty. She was about 5'8'', the same height as Kate, and had a very girlish figure, with long thin legs which went all the way up to her tiny bum. She had slender teenage hips and a tiny waist; an almost concave tummy; and those pubescent little breasts which, despite their small size, were perfectly shaped. "You're bewitching, Cassie," said Madeleine, "so no more putting yourself down, okay. Look at what you're doing to Jake, if you don't believe me," and this focused everyone's attention on his growing member. She walked around the table to Cassie and Jake, gave Cassie a kiss on the cheek, and then, taking Jake by his now erect dick, led him out of the room saying to him as they went, "I think you're ready to do your duty by your other lover now, don't you?" As they got to the doorway she said over her shoulder, "You girls can have another cuppa until we get back, and, Cassie, if you have to go before we're through, enjoy yourself at the party tonight." Cassie who had been standing there with her mouth open, said, after they were gone, "She doesn't muck around, does she?" "No," replied Kate, "but I think she's also taking the opportunity to teach you a few lessons... for your own good, mind you." "Oh, yeah? Like what?" queried a still naked Cassie. "Well, for one thing, you seem very happy now you have re-consummated your relationship with Jake, but how are you going to feel one day when you drop in to see if Jake has time for a cuddle and I tell you he is already in his room with Maddy? I know you've agreed to share him with Maddy, but you wouldn't be a normal woman if you didn't feel something: jealousy, perhaps; maybe insecurity; or at least disappointment? Better to confront those feelings now, than down the track a bit, don't you think?" "You're right, of course," Cassie agreed. "I hadn't thought that far ahead. You said a few lessons?" "You said Maddy 'doesn't muck around', another way of saying she is forthright and gets what she wants. You need to learn to do that too, Cassie -- to go after what you want rather than sit back and hope it will fall in your lap one day. From now on, if you want to go to bed with Jake when we are all together, do what Maddy just did; or, if you have had enough for the day, and Jake is cuddling up, tell him you're beat, and ask Maddy to do the honours for you." "I can't imagine ever knocking Jake back," chuckled Cassie. "Anything else?" "Yes, well Maddy has affections for Jake as well. In fact, if the age difference was in the opposite direction, with him being four years older than her, I think it would be much more serious between them than it is. However, the situation is they are very close and dear friends, and as far as Maddy is concerned, Jake is the only fuck buddy she wants -- that's why she insists on sharing; she doesn't want anyone else. She could have deferred her turn with him today, until another time, but you have no idea how horny your very vocal orgasms made her feel, both of us, to be truthful, so she has needs right now: a need to be satisfied; and a need to study this weekend; so why not claim her rights under the agreement right now?" "As she should," agreed Cassie, and then chuckled. "What's so funny?" asked Kate. "I was thinking about what you said: if he was four years older than her. That would make her fourteen. He'd not only be a cradle snatcher, but it would be highly illegal," she laughed. "Of course, Jake would never do anything with a fourteen year old, but I know my son, and I think pubescent figures turn him on. Maybe that's why he is so attracted to you," said Kate, indicating Cassie's teenage figure with a hand gesture. "...that, and the fact that you're a lovely natured girl as well; intelligent; honest; and all the things Jake likes in a woman." "That was a lovely thing to say, Kate," said Cassie and unthinkingly took a step towards her, opening her arms for a hug, but then stopped short when she realised they were still naked. Kate smiled as she stepped into the circle of Cassie's still open arms and completed the hug. "C'mon, Cassie, a hug between related women is nice, even if they're both naked at the time." "It is," agreed Cassie, as she relaxed and gave Kate's lovely body an affectionate hug. The hug was brief and when they separated Cassie asked, "What did you mean by related, Kate?" "I gave birth to Jake, and you've made love to him, so I'd say that makes us related in a way, wouldn't you?" Cassie beamed and replied, "When you put it that way, yes it does, and I feel really happy about that." She thought for a moment, and added, "I suppose the same relationship applies between you and Maddy. I don't suppose you and she have had a naked hug?" "We have, actually -- both naked, and fully clothed." "And, she didn't mind? -- the naked hugs, I mean?" "Not at all," replied Kate, and then thought a for moment. "I don't think Maddy would mind me telling you this, but she is bisexual, so she definitely didn't mind." "And you don't mind she might be having more than just platonic thoughts when she is hugging you? -- or are you bisexual too?" "I've never done anything up close and personal with a woman before Maddy came along, but like a lot of women, I've always been curious. So, no, I didn't mind if it was a bit more intimate for her. It was nice to think it was, actually, and once I knew there might be more in it for her, I must admit I started to enjoy the intimacy too." Cassie said, "I'm prepared to admit my homophobia dissolved when we were hugging, Kate, and I felt a few tingles which maybe I shouldn't have been feeling when cuddling Jake's mother, so maybe I am a little bi- myself. I don't think I could do anything more than a hug, but I want you to know hugs are fine with me, clothed or unclothed, if ever you want to do it again." "That makes me happy," said Kate. "As you know, nudity in this house is no biggie, and Maddy and I enjoy our hugs, so it's nice you feel the same way. Now, let's put your robe on again, and I'll get dressed, so we can have a cuppa and a chat. I think you'll feel more comfortable that way." Meanwhile, Jake had followed Madeleine into his room, grabbed her, swung her into his arms, and kissed her giggling face. They stood in this embrace and kissed lovingly for quite some time. When they parted, each smiled at the other and planted playful little kisses on differing parts of each other's facial anatomy: noses; eyebrows; cheekbones; and so on. Madeline looked down and said, "I'm glad your wild abandoned love session with little Miss Muffet hasn't dampened your ardour for me," as she took his now full erection in her hand and gently stroked it. "Maddy, when I'm with you, I'm totally engrossed with you: your personality; you character; your horny body; your soul; your pretty face; your wondrous tits; all of you. I haven't got a spare thought for Cassie, Mum, or anyone else, and when you are in my arms, I just want to be one with you; to possess you; and, at the risk of sounding crude, to fuck you in the most urgent way." "Oh, Jake, you know how to make a girl feel on top of the world -- another advantage of having an English Lit major as my boyfriend, huh?" said Maddy in a loving way. "English Lit might influence my choice of words and grammar," he replied, "but the sentiments are straight from my heart, and also very true to the way I feel -- so, no more comparisons; no more doubting my love for you; no more wondering if you're as good as Cassie. When, we are together, it's just you and me, hopefully, forever -- okay?" "Yes, Sir!" she happily replied. "...and I'm so glad you said, hopefully, forever." Jake chuckled and said, "Why? I thought you'd be glad to see the last of me once your studies were over." She stamped on his foot, slapped his arm, and said angrily, "Don't ever say anything like that again, you naughty boy!" and he pretended to look suitably admonished. "I don't love you any less than Cassie does, and will always love you. It's just that I have a preconceived idea of who I am going to marry one day, have kids with, pursue my career with -- and, unfortunately, it doesn't include someone four years younger than me, but I love you, Jake, and always will." He smiled at her, hugged her, and said, "So, what can I do to take my lovely lady's mind off this silly argument?" She smiled back and said, "Well, some words of endearment and a nice orgasm would be a wonderful distraction." "You've got it!" he readily agreed. "Any special requests, or anything new you'd like to try?" "Yes. You know that BDSM thing you did with your mum, where you had her wrists tied to the ceiling...?" "Y-e-s?" he queried. "She told you about it?" "Yep, every detail! ... and I mean, every detail," Madeleine replied. "So, you know about us, then?" Jake asked, calmly. "Yes. Kate said you had given her permission to tell me if an when she ever thought it appropriate to do so." Jake nodded to affirm this was true. "Well, while you and Cassie were consummating in a very audible way, we girls were basking in the afterglow of a particularly loving episode, and she decided to tell me... about you and her, I mean, not the BDSM -- that came later. I hope you don't mind?" "Not at all," replied Jake. "In fact, I'm delighted. It was getting to be a bit hard keeping it from you; trying not to slip up -- besides, I've wanted to tell you for some time now. I do love you, Maddy, and there should be no secrets between lovers." She hugged him in appreciation, and he went on to ask, "So, how much did mum tell you?" "Oh, everything," replied Madeline with a chuckle, "...like what a turn on it is to be blindfolded, stripped naked, and then fucked in mid-air while suspended from the rafters. Can I have the same thing, but without the intercourse, please?" Jake looked utterly confused. "No intercourse!? What's up, Maddy. Has this got anything to do with Cassie, or the fact that I have an incestuous relationship with my mother," he said, fearing she might have taken offence at one or other of these things, and no longer wanted to soil her pristine vagina with his dirty cock." Seeing the concern in his face, and the misunderstanding in his eyes, she was quick to say, "Only this time, Jake, only this once. You can be sure I'll be claiming my conjugal rights on every occasion after this, no matter which one of them is waiting in the wings for her turn." Jake visibly relaxed, and she went on to explain: "You've already done it with Cassie today -- twice at least, from what we heard -- and on this unique occasion I want you to save what you've got left for Kate, if that's okay with you?" Kate and Jake Ch. 15 Jake smiled and said, "It's no wonder I love you, Maddy. You're so generous, kind, and so un-jealous -- the best friend, confidant, and lover, a guy could possibly have. I love you," he said and with that, gave her a big hug, and kiss. "I'm not being totally altruistic," she replied. "I can't wait to see you fuck your mum. It'll be such a turn on, I'm sure I'll go off too!" "Oh, so it's going to be a threesome after Cassie goes home, is it?" "Absolutely! You don't think I'm going to miss out on this one, do you?" she said. "And, if you've got anything left after you've satisfied her, I might even get to enjoy the fuck we're not going to have right now," she concluded with a cheeky, loving grin. He smiled broadly at her and said, "So, if we're not going all the way, why are we here right now? I mean, why not wait until Cassie goes home and then do the three-in-a-bed thing?" "Two reasons," she replied. "First, I'm so horny after hearing you and Cassie together, and after what Kate did to me, I can't wait... and, second, Kate and I thought it was a good idea to get Cassie used to the 'rules' early in the piece. So, lover, do you need to fetch any toys from your mum's room?" "Be right back," he said with a mischievous grin. Back in the kitchen Cassie was saying, "I wonder what they are doing right now?" "Does it worry you?" asked Kate. "Strangely, no, not at all," replied Cassie. "This whole scenario has turned my concept of fidelity on its head. I actually find it very liberating and wonderful in a unique and untroubled way. I feel very happy about it... and a bit horny as well. I think that's what made me ask" Kate covered her hand. "Good girl. Hopefully you'll learn that fidelity and sex are two different things," she said, referring to the principles of BDSM, but deciding not to elaborate at this time. Then, as if on cue, in answer to Cassie's question, Madeleine's climactic scream rent the air, very loudly, because Jake's door was not all the way shut. Kate stood, went to Cassie, and hugged her. "How do you feel now, love?" "Thrilled!" replied Cassie, "... and horny! "I can't wait for my next turn, but Kate," she said, looking at the wall clock, "unfortunately it's time for me to go home. Mum will have dinner ready soon, and as I say, I have to go out after that, which is a bummer. I could phone and easily get out of dinner, but there's no way I could miss my best friend's birthday party and still be in favour." "I think this will all work out wonderfully well," said Kate. "Since Maddy brought you here, I'll drive you home while they are finishing off." "One problem," said Cassie. "My clothes are in Jake's room." "C'mon then," said Kate, "let's go get them," and seeing the concern on Cassie's face, she added, "It'll be fine, Cassie. It's not only nudity that's accepted in this house, but we are also don't hide our affections. C'mon," she repeated, took Cassie's hand and led her out of the kitchen. Kate, still holding a nervous Cassie's hand, knocked on Jake's half open door and said, "Jake, Maddy... Cassie needs to go home but her clothes are in there with you. Can we come in?" "Sure," said Jake, and Kate led Cassie in. Madeleine was lying on her back on the bed in all her glory, and Jake was lying on his side, next to her, and half on her, with his upper leg thrown over hers, one arm around her middle, and his head close to her magnificent breasts. Cassie didn't have to use much imagination to guess what he had been doing with his mouth and tongue before this interruption. Then she glanced around the room and her eyes opened wide as she took in the ropes hanging from the ceiling with padded leather cuffs dangling from them, and the large cardboard box of sex toys open besides the bed. "I'll just get my clothes," she said as she walked over to Jake's desk and picked up her pile. As she was turning to leave the room, Madeleine said, "Get dressed here, love, and then give us both a kiss goodbye." Cassie relaxed and a smile started to appear on her pretty face. "Okay," she said, and started to dress while Kate sat on the chair next to the bed, and asked them what they had been up to, indicating the box and ropes with a gesture of her arm. "I think you know, Kate," said Madeleine, shyly. "It was great." "Well, I don't know?" said Cassie in a tone that demanded an answer, as she pulled her miniskirt up her legs and over he knickers. "You'll find out soon enough," said Madeleine. "It's all part of your training." "Promise?" said Cassie, as she buttoned up her blouse. She hadn't bothered with a bra today since she had no practical need of one, and she only ever wore one if she was going out and wanted to look a little more pert than she was. To Jake's mind, the way her little tits tented her blouse with her hard nipples showing through, was so much sexier than the smooth lines of a brassiere cup. "Yep!" replied Maddy. "Now come and give us both a kiss, so we can get on with what we were doing." Cassie smiled and approached the bed, hesitantly at first, but then at almost a run. Jake sat up and she kissed him lovingly, then, looking down at his very respectable erection, swallowed her fear and took hold of it, giving it a few gratuitous strokes. Then she moved slightly, bent down, and kissed Madeleine sweetly on the lips, and said, "Thanks, Maddy, for everything." This brought her head close to Madeleine's lovely big boobs and Cassie said, "May I touch?" Madeleine smiled and nodded her head. Cassie tentatively put a hand on one of Madeleine's breasts, and then less nervously, gave it a gentle squeeze, and finally a little kiss on the nipple, which prompted Madeleine to sigh and say: "You can do that any time, Cassie." Cassie straightened up and said to the sitting Kate, "C'mon Kate. Let's go before I'm tempted to stay here and miss my best friend's birthday party. Have fun you two," and the two clothed women left the room. As they walked out to the car, Cassie asked Kate, "Have you ever seen them having sex, Kate?" "I have, actually," replied Kate, being honest, but with the firm intention of not going into detail about how it came about. Fortunately, Cassie didn't ask how a mother gets to see her son screwing a magnificent creature like Madeleine, but she did say: "That must have been hot -- I mean, if a mother doesn't mind seeing a girl doing things to her son." "Cassie, love, I admit I enjoy sex and even that I have a high libido, but that would never drive me to doing anything inappropriate with anyone, let alone my own son, whom I love more than anyone else in the world -- in a maternal way, of course. I don't want to watch him and Maddy having sex for any lustful reason, but like a lot of mothers, I accept the fact that it's normal for an eighteen, nearly nineteen, year old boy to instinctively want and need sex, and I really want him to enjoy it. So, on the few occasions when they have been happy for me to watch, I was thrilled to see the joy they get out of it. It also gives me the opportunity to coach them if I think they need it, something most mothers would never be able to do." Then she glanced at Cassie, smiled, and said, "But, to be truthful, it was hot!" and both girls smiled at each other in a conspiratorial way. "Kate, when I arrived at your place today I was a straight laced, nervous, little girl, and had no idea what to expect, other than Maddy had made it clear she was trying to help, and she also said neither you nor Jake had any negative attitudes towards me. Other than that, I really didn't have any idea why I was there, or what the outcomes would be." "You must have had some reason for accepting Maddy's invitation," said Kate. "What outcomes were you hoping for?" "Hmm. Well, as you say, Maddy wouldn't have invited me for no good reason, so I thought, in the least case scenario, it might be she wanted us to clear the air so we could be friends again -- but she implied more than that. So, I was thinking, since she indicated she might be willing to share, perhaps Jake and I might be able to date occasionally and one day erase our disastrous 'awakening' from our minds, by doing it right this time. Maddy told me sex with Jake was fantastic these days, so I had high expectations we wouldn't repeat our first-time mistakes. But, I had no idea I would be doing anything with him today! -- or, seeing him in bed with Maddy, ever!" Kate smiled and asked, as she concentrated on her driving, "So, how do you feel now, after all that has happened today?" Cassie thought before answering, and then said, "Amazed, dazed, dumbstruck, but also ecstatic, joyful, and very, very happy. I can't really describe how I feel in words, but those words come close. As I said, I arrived a nervous little girl, and now I feel like an emancipated woman, very much in love, and above all, contented." "Contented?" echoed Kate. "That's an unusual word to describe what happened today. What do you mean by contented?" "Since Jake and I split up I've been tormented. He's the only one I've ever loved, but I couldn't go on the way we were going. Pete taught me sex can be enjoyable, and I suppose my fantasy was to go back to Jake, teach him what Pete taught me, and start over -- but things are never that simple, are they? Then Maddy threw me a lifeline, and it has worked out fantastically well, like a dream come true. I certainly got infinitely more than I expected out of today. I got to satisfy my fantasy in which Jake and I start over again, and do it right this time. He said he still loved me, and it was music to my heart. You are like my spiritual mum, and Maddy's like the caring sister I never had. So, instead of the regrets, guilt, and remorse of the past few months, I now feel joy, anticipation, happiness -- all positive things which make life wonderful again, and allow me to concentrate on my studies without the depression which used to get in the way before today -- I'm contented." Kate smiled, reached over and patted Cassie's knee, and said, "I'm glad. We pushed you a bit today, and I was worried we might have gone too far." "I needed to be pushed, Kate, and I'm so grateful to all three of you that you did -- well, Jake didn't push me into anything, but he was a more than willing participant," and she and Kate smiled at each other. "You know, it's not only my unrequited love for Jake which you and Maddy solved for me, but you have been good for me in so many other ways." "Really? In what ways?" queried Kate. "Well, apart from the fact Pete showed me that sex could be enjoyable, when I arrived at your place I was still very much a prude. I was still a passive recipient when it came to sex, and while, at Maddy's suggestion, nothing changed today in that regard, I had the best sex ever, and the first love-making experience of my life. I'm very keen to take you and Maddy up on your offer to show me how to initiate things, and how to be a more active participant. I now know what it's truly like to be loved by a man, and also how fidelity and sex are quite different things. I was amazed I felt no jealousy when Maddy and Jake went off together; I've hugged a naked woman, you; kissed another naked woman, Maddy, and publicly fondled her breasts. Kate, it'll take a while to compute and sink in, but I can tell you this: I'm so glad today happened, and I'm so looking forward to where we go from here." "I'm so happy to hear that, Cassie -- and you really don't mind being part of our family group, and sharing Jake with his fuck buddy?" "Not at all -- that's the best part! I thought I would, but I was so desperate to see Jake again I agreed to anything you two were offering. However, now I've experienced it I wouldn't have it any other way. I get all of Jake's attention and love while I'm with him, and at all other times I feel loved and supported by you and Maddy, so I feel free to relax, be myself, and just enjoy it all. I'm sure I'd be much more nervous if it were just Jake and me sneaking off for a secret liaison. There's something else, but it's naughty -- wanna hear it, or not?" "Absolutely!" "Okay, well there's more to love-making than just the lovey dovey part. It needs to be exciting too. I get all the love I need from Jake, which I never had from Pete -- he just liked fucking me, and I enjoyed the orgasms, but we didn't love each other, and I didn't find it particularly exciting -- but with you lot, there is also the thrill of it all, including hearing Maddy have an orgasm and imagining what Jake is doing to her. I can't wait to find out what the ropes and box of sex toys are used for. Even getting up close and personal with you and Maddy is something I really enjoyed, and never thought I would ever do. I'm still a bit of sexual prude, Kate, but I can't wait to continue on my journey of sexual and emotional enlightenment with all three of you. Let me be quick to say I'm not suggesting anything kinky like threesomes, or you and Jake doing anything inappropriate, just that whatever you have in store for me will be okay by me, even if I'm as nervous as a kitten to begin with." "In that case, I think we'll all get on fine," said Kate. "Don't get me wrong. We're not a sex cult out to do kinky things just for a cheap thrill, but we all have high libidos, and we're very relaxed about nudity and normal sexual expression -- and we're all happy you have joined us." "I'm thrilled I've been accepted by all of you," said Cassie, and then asked, "But what about you, Kate? Maddy and I have Jake to satisfy us, but unless you have a boyfriend I don't know about, when you feel horny, how do you get sexual release and satisfaction?" Kate thought to a long moment, during which Cassie wondered if she had overstepped the mark in this new familiarity with her boyfriend's mother. Kate eventually replied: "I don't have a regular boyfriend at the moment, but as Jake will tell you, if you ask him, I do go out with men from time to time, and stay over, but like you with Pete, I have to be a bit desperate for that to happen, because it's never really satisfying. You know how I told you Maddy is bisexual, and I think I told you, or at least implied, I was bi-curious, well, one time when Jake and Maddy had a particularly noisy sexual marathon and I was feeling very horny indeed, and frustrated, Maddy helped me out." Cassie's hand went to her open mouth and her eyes were open wide. "You and Maddy have... done it?" "Yes, several times," replied Kate. "We're not lesbians and both of us prefer the real thing, but while Maddy is delighted to have Jake, I don't have anyone special, and since she also enjoys a bit of girl-girl sex from time to time... well, you know.. it just happened. When I meet a nice guy I'll go with him, but having sex with a man, let alone making love, is an infrequent thing for me these days," she lied, given she made love, had a quickie, or just enjoyed gratuitous sex with Jake almost every day... now, as of today, with Madeleine's full knowledge and approval. "I'm sorry I reacted like that, Kate," said Cassie, "but as I said, I'm a sexual prude" "That's okay, Cassie, and it's quite understandable. What mother has a sexual relationship with her son's girlfriend, huh?" and she chuckled at how preposterous this sounded. "So, when we hugged, was it just platonic, or has Maddy turned you?" asked Cassie. Kate laughed out loud and then said, "Cassie, Cassie, Cassie, you're so cute! It was just platonic." Then she thought for a moment, and added. "We've all impressed on you the need for total honesty in our little family group, so in that spirit I can say that the motivation to hug you was purely platonic, but once I had my arms around you, I had a strong urge to run my hand down your back and fondle your tiny little bottom. I'm sure you're glad I resisted the impulse. Maybe Maddy has turned me a little, as you say, or perhaps I am just getting more comfortable with girl-girl cuddles." "At the time, I think I would have been shocked if you'd felt me up," agreed Cassie, "but in the spirit of complete honesty, that hug gave me tingles too. So, next time you get the urge to feel my bottom, I wish you would," and she looked out the passenger window to hide her embarrassment. "Do you really mean that, Cassie?" asked Kate. Cassie turned to look at her, still blushing, and said, "I really do, but on one condition." "What would that be?" asked Kate, surprised at this response. "That I can feel yours too -- and also your beautiful breasts. I think you've got the best bum, the best boobs, and the best body in the world, and now we've hugged, I fantasise about being allowed to touch all of you, especially your boobs." Kate grinned and said, "It's a deal, but I thought you were taken with Maddy's lovely big boobs." "I think we all are, especially Jake," said Cassie with a giggle, "but if I could have any body I wanted, I would want one just like yours, Kate. Gee, you guys really have let me out of the cupboard. Before today I could have never said anything like that, especially to my boyfriend's mother." Kate just smiled, and said, "Here we are, Cassie," as she turned into Cassie's parent's driveway. "Now, not a word of anything we have discussed or done today, to anyone in the world, other than Jake and Maddy -- okay?" "Of course not," agreed Cassie, as she leant over and gave Kate a hug and kiss, before letting herself out of the car. "When can I come over again?" she asked before shutting the door. "Now you're family, any time you want to as far as I'm concerned. I'll leave it to you, Jake, and Maddy to sort out your study times, and play times, but you're always welcome, Cassie." ---------- oOo ---------- Kate and Jake Ch. 16 Kate and Jake, with Madeleine watching, and joining in. When Kate returned after taking Cassie home she found her son Jake kissing Madeleine on the couch in the lounge room. They were in their robes, and two empty coffee mugs were on the occasional table, suggesting they had been up and about for a little while. "I hope you're not warming him up for another round," said Kate with a chuckle, as she closed the front door behind her. "Between you and Cassie you'll wear the poor boy out." "Never fear, Kate," said Madeleine, with a mischievous grin. "He's only gone all the way with Cassie so far today, and that was hours ago, so I'm sure he's got plenty left for you, and I know he's champing at the bit to get started." Kate looked amazed, and Jake wasn't sure if it was because what Madeleine said didn't compute, given that he'd been with both girls today, or because his mother was shocked when Maddy suggested her son was keen to fuck her, so he said: "Maddy told me you had confided in her about us, Mum, and I'm really cool about it. I love you both in different ways, and it was starting to be a bit of a strain keeping our secret. The other thing I hated, mainly out of consideration for you, Mum, was that you and I had to keep our distance when Maddy was here, and that often meant you went without. In recent times is wasn't as bad because you and Maddy could make love before or after Maddy and I did, but if we were all together, you and I couldn't touch each other or show affection. I'm really looking forward to being free to do what we like from now on, when we're all together." "Me too," agreed Kate, "...but, getting back to what Maddy said," and then looking at Madeleine, "- I don't understand the bit about Jake only having sex with Cassie. Before I took Cassie home, we both heard you Maddy, and if that wasn't an orgasm, then I'll go he. Also, when we came to your room for her clothes, the two of you were naked in bed in what looked like a state of post-coital bliss to me?" Madeleine laughed at Kate's confusion and said, "You're quite right about what you heard, Kate - that was an orgasm, and a big one, but only mine." "That's right, Mum," agreed Jake. "Bossy boots here said I had to save my sperm count up for you because she didn't want me to be all shagged out when you and I did it for the first time in a threesome with her. At the same time, she demanded her own rights to an orgasm, especially after hearing Cassie go off earlier on. That's why you only heard Maddy, and not me - I did all the work and she got all the pleasure." Kate beamed with happiness and went over to sit next to Madeleine. "You two would have to be the most considerate lovers in the world. Thank you," and she hugged and kissed Madeleine. She couldn't reach Jake for a kiss and cuddle, so she stretched her arm across Madeleine and patted his thigh lovingly. "Jake, you and Cassie had a really good time, and, Maddy, you've had an orgasm at Jake's hands, which leaves me being the only one who hasn't enjoyed my son today, so Jake's not the only one champing at the bit, as you say. Shall we go to my bedroom?" With that they all jumped up and went hand in hand, and hand around shoulder, to Kate's room. On the way Maddy said to Kate, teasingly, "So, the orgasm you had at my hands didn't count then, huh?" Kate stopped walking and pulled Madeleine in for a hug. "Oh, Maddy, you know I didn't mean that. If it hadn't been for your lovemaking I'd really climbing the walls by now, after sitting through first Cassie, and then you, screaming your heads off. It was wonderful with you, as I told you at the time. What I meant was, you wouldn't be happy if you couldn't do it with Jake any more, just with me, would you? I love making love to you, but I need my Jake too, and I'm the only one who hasn't had him today." "I know," said Madeleine with a smile, hugging Kate and then lifting her feet off the ground and swinging her around in a circle to her delight, as evidenced by squeals and giggles. "I was just teasing. C'mon," and they all went into Kate's room. Jake and Madeleine discarded their robes. Kate had one look at Jake and said: "My, my, you are keen... or has Maddy been warming you up before I came home?" Jake had a respectable half-hard erection and his long dick stood out from his body like a banana hanging from a tree. "I was just getting him ready for you, Kate," chuckled Madeleine. "How about you get undressed while I bring him up to speed?" she said as she knelt in front of Jake and took what she could of his long dick into her mouth, and started fellating him enthusiastically, while using a hand to play with his balls. Kate and Jake smiled at each other as Madeleine worked her oral magic on him, and while Kate undressed. Madeleine was going about halfway down Jake's shaft with each head bob, and Kate said: "Do you think you can deep throat him, Maddy?" Madeleine changed from sucking him to wanking him with her other hand as she replied: "Don't know. I've never done it, but I'll have a go," and she put Jake's now full erection back into her mouth. Kate and Jake looked on in eager anticipation as Madeleine bobbed a few times and then made a concerted effort to force his cock down her throat. Jake inhaled deeply, closed his eyes, and rolled his head back as he felt the tip of his cock ram into the back of Madeleine's throat - that, in itself was a turn on, that, and the fact that she was willing to do this for him... and for Kate too. But she couldn't get it past her gag reflex, and had to pull her mouth of his cock, coughing and spluttering as she did. When she got her breath back, she tried again, but with the same result. "I can't do it. It's not as easy as it looks. Can you deep throat Kate?" asked Madeleine. "Sometimes," replied Kate. "Show me," said Madeleine, and the girls changed places. As Madeleine stood next to Jake, she said, "Sorry, Jake." He took her in his arms and said, "Don't be silly. It's an acquired skill, and even then some girls can never do it - never conquer their gag reflex," and he took her in his arms and kissed her. Then they both looked down to see what Kate was doing. Arms around each other, they watched in awe as Kate bobbed her head on Jake's now impressive erection, and then slowly impaled her mouth on it until more than half of it disappeared inside. She gagged slightly when it was in the back of her throat, and then extended her tongue along the underside of his shaft, closed her eyes, and pressed forwards. Madeleine's jaw dropped as she saw the remainder of his shaft slowly disappear, until it was all gone, with Kate's lips firmly pressing against Jake's balls underneath, and pubic hair above. Jake could feel the length of his cock being gripped tightly in his mother's oesophagus, and being massaged from time to time by her swallowing movements. He closed his eyes in blissful surrender to these sensations. Meanwhile, Maddy still watched on in awe as Kate bobbed ever so slightly a couple of times, and made swallowing moments. Suddenly, Madeleine let go of Jake and dropped to her knees for a closer look. Unless she was mistaken, Kate's throat was distended by Jake's hard cock within it. She wasn't mistaken at all, because when Kate started to move her head away to slowly withdraw Jake's cock, Madeleine could clearly see the bulge in Kate's throat moving upwards, and Kate's throat below the bulge, going back to its normal, slender shape. Finally, all of Jake's cock was out in the open again, more rampant that ever, waving around with saliva dripping from it in long, thin strands. Kate coughed a couple of times and she too had saliva running down onto her chin and falling away in filaments. "That was awesome!" said Madeleine "Thanks. Want a kiss?" said Kate, jokingly, with a giggle, as she wiped the excess saliva off her lips and chin with the back of her hand. "Why not!" exclaimed Madeleine, and to Kate's surprise, clasped her head between her hands and planted a big kiss on her lips. Kate smiled after the messy kiss and said, "I'm just going to clean up so I can enjoy making love to my boy. Maddy, how about you settle him on the bed, and keep his motor running," she said, pointing at Jake's rock hard erection. Jake said, "Thanks for that, Mum", as Kate turned towards the ensuite door, and Madeleine led him towards the bed. Kate came back from the bathroom, all excited, and jumped on the bed next to Madeleine who was giving Jake oral sex to keep him fully aroused. "What's up?" asked Madeleine, wanking Jake with her hand now so she could talk to Kate. "I just realised that's the first time I have been intimate with Jake in front of you - in front of anyone, for that matter. Isn't it exciting? ...and liberating too!" "It is," said Madeleine, giving Kate a congratulatory kiss, which was heartily reciprocated. As the kissing continued and Jake saw his mother's hand find its way to Maddy's double-D breast, he said: "Hey, you two... I'm still down here, remember?" The two girls giggled and then Madeleine said to Jake, "Sorry, mate, we hadn't really forgotten you, but this is such a momentous occasion; we just got carried away with it for a moment. I'm going to sit back and let you and your mum enjoy each other," and, true to her word, she rolled away from them a short distance, and propped herself up on a couple of pillows to watch as they got on with it. Kate lay down, half on the mattress, and half on Jake. Looking down on him, she said, "My darling, you don't know how much I've waited for this moment when we can just be ourselves. I loved it when you and Cassie made up and had a wonderful time; I loved it when you went to your room with Maddy, even though I didn't know the two of you were being so selfless for my benefit; and I am over the moon now, to have you all to myself, but with Maddy involved - she really is part of our family now: your lover, and my lover; but you are, and always will be, my principal lover." "Thanks, Mum, and I'm sure Maddy will understand when I say that you'll always be my principal lover too. This is so great, to be able to openly love each other. Do you know how I really feel now?" "No - tell me," said Kate. "Notwithstanding Cassie, notwithstanding, Maddy, the predominant wish of my heart is to possess you right now. I just want to be one with you." "Well, do it, my love, my son, man of my life. There's nothing I want more right at this moment than to feel you inside me, to be possessed by you, to be loved by you - do it! ... please! There's plenty of time for all the love dovey, warm fussy things later, either tonight or on some other occasion, but right now, I'm with you, and just want to get on with it." Madeleine broke her silence, "Can I help? Why don't you two kiss and cuddle, and tell each other how much you love each other, while I work my magic on Kate, and when she goes off, I'm sure you can take over, Jack, and become one flesh, as the Bible says." Jake smiled and said, "Good on you, Maddy. Let's do it," and he pulled his mother on top of him in a bear hug, rolled over towards Madeleine, taking Kate with him, deposited Kate on her back, and hovered over her. Madeleine was quick to take her cue, and while Jake was kissing his mother and speaking words of endearment to her, she quickly moved, parted Kate's legs, and lay between them. Jake was telling his mother how much she meant to him, how much he loved her, while kissing her all over her face and neck, finally spending a lot of time on her breasts and nipples, while, at the same time, Madeleine worked her oral magic on Kate's vulva, labia, and clitoris, while also fingering her vagina and anus outrageously. Kate lapped up all of Jake's words of endearment, and was almost overwhelmed not only by his oral attentions to her boobs, but also by Madeleine's expert stimulation of her more primal erogenous zones down below. She was deliriously happy, highly aroused, and transported to sexual heaven. As both Jake and Madeleine kept up their lustful, enthusiastic, and loving assault on her, waves of love and arousal started to sweep through her whole being, until she finally stiffened, grimaced, cried out, and came in possibly the most intense orgasm of her whole life. "Go for it, Jake!" shouted Madeleine, noting he was as rampantly erect as she had ever seen him. Jake wasted no time in throwing his leg over his mother and entering her while she was still climaxing. Madeleine watched, wonderstruck, as her two most special persons in the world possessed each other in a very primal way - all the more remarkable given that they were mother and son, although one would never know it from watching them now. Kate was continuously orgasming, with aftershock after aftershock spasming her delightful body, and Jake was going for it like a man hell bent on totally possessing the love of his life. Whenever Kate did have momentary respite from her series of aftershocks, she fucked Jake back as hard as he was fucking her, by flexing her hips and driving her petite hips hard against his, over and over again, slap, slap, slap! This action of Kate's invariably triggered another aftershock in her, causing her to stiffen, spasm, twitch, and cry out all over again. Then it was Jake, who suddenly slowed his thrusting, pushed up, stiffened, rolled his eyes back in their sockets, waited a moment, and then mercilessly pounded his mother another half a dozen times, before arching his back, roaring like a lion rampant, and finally delivering that last, mighty thrust as he filled her up. She stiffened yet again, reached up to him, pulling him into her arms, and came once again while he was still throbbing within her. Madeleine had eyes like saucers and her mouth had dropped open in sheer fascination. She had never seen Jake and Kate intimate before, and she had never experienced, let alone seen, a coupling like this ever, not in real life and not even in movies. When Jake and Kate stopped moving and had been holding each other tight for a very long time, she said: "Wow! You two are made for each other. I've never seen anything as beautiful or as erotic as that in my life before, let alone experienced it. I'm so hot that I nearly came myself just watching you." Kate managed to say, "I think I am temporarily paralysed, Maddy, but my tongue isn't, so if you want to squat over my mouth I'd love to help you out." "No, you just bask in the afterglow," replied Maddy, "and enjoy still being connected to Jake. I'm taking care of myself right now and that's enough - this is your night, the two of you, and I'm just happy to be included." "Rubbish," said Kate. "Get your ass over here and be part of the celebration." Madeleine didn't need to be asked again, and quickly positioned herself over Kate's face, putting another pillow under Kate's head on the way. Jake obligingly sat up to make room for Madeleine. He was still deep inside his mother, and they both knelt there, upright, Jake slowly fucking his mother, while Kate licked Madeleine out. Jake was highly turned on as he looked down and watched his mother's tongue darting in, out, and around his girlfriend's vulva. When he raised his eyes just a little, they were only inches from Madeleine's now pendulous breasts, and the sight of them gently swaying backwards and forwards as she responded to the devastating effect Kate's tongue, made Jake's balls inflate and his cock harden to full erection again. Madeleine was starting to feel weak with arousal and put her hands on either side of Kate's chest and leaned heavily on them. In this position she could look down at what Kate was so skilfully doing to her womanhood, or look slightly forward and watch Jake's shaft slowly appearing and disappearing in and out of Kate's pussy. The effect on her was intensely arousing. "Oh, Jake, I don't think I can support myself any more," pleaded Madeleine, and Jake obligingly took her in his arms, her wondrous breasts pressed against his chest. He held her tight and kissed her neck and shoulders as she climbed the ladder of desire in response to Kate's relentless oral ministrations. He hugged her especially tight when he felt her body tense as pre-orgasmic waves of passion sweep through her. She wrapped her arms around him and they clutched each other tight as she came. Jake was so turned on, and so hard that he felt he could come with her, if only he could move a little more inside his mother... but he couldn't, so tight was Madeleine's hold on him. Kate could feel Jake's renewed arousal deep within her, and when Madeleine was finally spent and rolled off to lie beside her, Kate said: "Quick, Jake, finish her off." "You sure, Mum?" asked Jake, free to thrust in his mother again, and, in fact, doing exactly that as they exchanged words. "Yes, I'm totally satisfied but she needs you. Do it now, Jake!" Jake smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am!" and wasted no time in withdrawing his dick from her, then, somewhat roughly, pushing Madeleine's legs apart, and entering her without any foreplay or ceremony. Madeleine's eyes snapped open. Her initial expression was one of delight, but then she frowned and said, "But, Jake, this is your mum's night." "Mum wants this, I want this, and mum said you might like it too, so shhh!" he said laying a finger on her lips, "...and enjoy." "Oh, Jake, Kate, I do need this - thank you," said Madeleine, who then closed her eyes, and revelled in being slowly, but forcefully fucked by her very special toy boy. Jake leant forward, taking his weight on his hands, and started kissing, licking and suckling on Madeleine's lovely, big, young boobs, which elicited moans of pleasure from her. Kate had now recovered enough to take a keen interest in what was going on beside her, and rolled towards the copulating couple, ending up on her side, hard up against Madeleine. She smiled up at Jake and he leant down and they kissed for a long time, rocking together as Jake moved inside Madeleine; then they took a breast each, and enjoyed mouthing and tonguing them. Kate also extended her arm down between Jake and Madeleine's bellies, found her clitoris, and started to massage it. This was thrilling for both girls: Madeleine was getting that extra stimulation over and above the wonderful feeling of being stretched by Jake's cock; and Kate was being turned on as she felt her son's cock sliding between her fingers as he fucked another woman. All of them were being turned on by Madeleine's, gorgeous, twenty-three year old, double-D breasts: Kate and Jake loved playing with them whenever they could, and Madeleine was twitching in response to the nipple licking, nibbling, and sucking, especially as it was being added to the clitoral massage and what she was feeling inside her. Madeleine was already highly aroused after watching Kate and Jake's passionate lovemaking session, and now all of this additional stimulation was propelling her towards orgasm at an alarming rate. She felt the waves of sexual excitement sweeping through her body from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, at an ever increasing frequency. Orgasm was inevitable, but she was suffering the frustration of waiting for it, not knowing when it was going to strike... and then, suddenly, without warning, she felt that agonising peak of sexual desire as she rocketed through the climactic threshold, into the fire of rapture and ecstasy, and her whole body and mind exploded. Jake felt it coming too, and increased his thrusting rate to match her passion so they came together. She convulsed and screamed, and he roared as he pumped what love juices he had left into her. He held his cock-head hard against her cervix as he ejaculated, and his body quivered and jerked while she bounced around under him. Kate's fingers were jammed between their pubic bones, and she too tingled in her nether regions. All in all it was a great three-way shared climax. Kate and Jake Ch. 16 Jake collapsed onto Madeleine's belly and boobs, and, using them as a pillow, turned his head towards Kate, who plastered kisses all over his face, neck, and shoulders. Madeleine was out of it for the time being, just twitching and moaning under him, so he and his mother cuddled and exchanged kisses and words of endearment in the afterglow, their heads nestled in among Maddy's lovely breasts. When Madeleine finally stirred, indicating she was conscious again, Jake rolled off her, slipping out of her in the process. Kate chuckled and said: "You two are still pretty much out of it, but I've recovered now, so just lie there and enjoy me cleaning you both up," as she moved to lie between them, her head in the region of their groins. "No, Mum," said Jake, as he sat up and moved to reposition himself, lying on his back with his head between Madeleine's ankles. "I might be a virile eighteen year old lad, but I can tell you that I'm pleasantly shagged out after all that, and not ready to go again. You're a lightweight, Mum, so why don't you come and lie with your legs on my chest, your pussy on my face, and your face above Maddy's pussy, so I can clean you up while you do the same for her?" Kate smiled lovingly and cheekily, and quickly got into position. She then revelled in the feeling of her son's tongue on her private parts while she was doing the same to Madeleine. On feeling Kate's tongue lapping her pussy and clitoris, Madeleine opened her eyes, raised her head, and was amazed at the sight of their three bodies stretching out in line before her gaze. Kate looked so gorgeous with her horny little body stretched out, face down, half on the mattress and half on Jake, with her tiny bubble butt squirming slightly on Jake's face; her pretty face concentrating on Madeleine's vulva, as her tongue darted and lapped. In the distance she could see Jake's athletic body and his wonderful love pole flopped sideways on his lower belly. She propped another pillow under her head so she could continue to watch in comfort. Eventually, Kate had to stop licking as the waves of imminent orgasm coursed through her body. She raised her head and came into eye contact with Madeleine. The two girls locked gazes almost as if Kate wanted Madeleine to see her climax at her son's hand... or rather, tongue. Madeleine held her breath as she saw Kate grimace, her body tense, her gorgeous little buttocks clench - and then come! Jake slithered out from under her, mostly for self-protection, as she bounced around in the throes of another strong orgasm. Kate ended up lying on her back with her head next to Madeleine's hip, moaning and trembling. Jake moved up between Madeleine's legs, level with his mother, and put his arm over Maddy's thigh and around Kate's body, just below her breasts, to comfort her and cuddle her. Then he looked up at Madeleine's still awestruck face and said: "I think mum left some unfinished business here," and while still cuddling his mother and Madeleine's leg, he lowered his mouth to Maddy's pussy, while extending his free arm upwards to grasp one of her breasts. Propped up as she was, Madeleine could comfortably watch her lover eating her out, and her girlfriend twitching and rolling her head in the afterglow, until it all became too much for her. She closed her eyes, and with a sigh she luxuriated in the wonderful feelings happening between her legs. As Madeleine got hotter, higher and noisier, Kate woke up, saw what was going on, and moved up the bed so she could manually and orally play with Madeleine's other breast. This extra erotic stimulation accelerated Madeleine's arousal and she went off very noisily. After a period of denouement, they rearranged themselves so they were side by side, Jake in the middle, and Kate pulled the covers up and over them. Madeleine was still sleepy after her last orgasm, and Kate and Jake decided they were too tired to worry about showering - they'd do that in the morning. Jake put his back hard up against Madeleine, which prompted her to roll towards him and drape one arm over his abdomen, while Kate snuggled her bottom into Jake's lap, and they all drifted off to sleep, lying together like three spoons in a drawer. Something caused Jake to wake in the middle of the night. They were still cuddling one another in the spoon position - maybe one of the girls had moved, and that's what woke him, or it might simply be because he was not used to going to bed early, and if ever he did, he often woke up around three in the morning. As was often the case when he woke up, he had an erection. He chuckled to himself and thought, 'little wonder on this particular occasion, sandwiched between two lovely, naked ladies'. He could feel the length of Madeleine's hard young body pressed against his back and legs, and the warmth of it, and in front of him his mother's horny little figure was moulded to his, with her butt still firmly in his lap, his erection lying in the divide between her tiny cheeks. He wasn't feeling particularly randy, or in desperate need of a fuck after the events of yesterday and last night, but mischievously thought, 'why not?' He reached down and slid his cock-head down her inter-gluteal groove, over her anus, and then nuzzled it into the labial folds of her pussy, found the opening, and slipped it into her vagina. She was asleep and therefore probably not sexually aroused, unless she was having sexy dreams about last night's spectacular events, but she was extremely well lubricated with his earlier ejaculate, so he knew it was safe to push all the way in, and he did, gently so as to not wake her, if possible. She moaned, but he felt sure that was sleep-talking as she gave no other sign of being conscious. He knew she would eventually wake up, especially as he approached the vinegar stroke, but he was enjoying the game of seeing how long he could fuck her without her being aware, and proceeded very gently, and very slowly, enjoying the agony of the restraint he was exercising. The excruciatingly slow fuck went on for somewhere between five and ten minutes before he got to the stage where he just had to speed up a little and allow that final escalation of physical and mental exhilaration to take its inevitable course. Kate wriggled her bottom suggestively in his lap, indicating that she was now aware of what he was doing and keen to participate, so he made his thrusts longer and stronger, but still kept the pace reasonably slow, hoping not wake Madeleine. The build-up of sexual tension throughout this ultra-slow process was not exponential like it usually was, probably because he could not increase his stroke rate significantly as he got turned on. It was more linear, the arousal incrementally increasing a little with each thrust. This was a new experience for him. He usually pounded away, on a plateau of arousal, for as long as his partner wanted him to keep going, and then, when he was ready for ejaculation, increased his stroke rate rapidly, allowing sexual tension to spiral out of control until he blew! This time he enjoyed the exhilaration of controlled arousal, and the ecstasy that accompanied it, until it finally peaked. He thrust one last time, held her tight, and emptied himself into her. There was no doubt that she was now awake - her hand clamped his arm in a vice like grip, her fingernails painfully biting into his flesh. While the fucking was so much more controlled, the throbbing of his dick seemed more out of control, and much stronger than usual, as it pumped spurt after spurt of semen into her, until there was none left. He finally came down from his climactic state. The extreme tension in his buttocks and legs began to relax, as did his crushing hold on her, and he lay there damp with sweat, enjoying the euphoria of the afterglow, and the feeling of his long dick nestled in in the warmth of Kate's femininity. He realised he was mistaken if he thought he could get away with fucking his mother without his girlfriend awakening, when Madeleine's arm tightened around his belly in a loving hug. He intuitively knew that she was just expressing her love and contentment and not asking for an equaliser - there would be plenty of time for that in the morning. He knew from many past experiences, he would wake up with an erection, and then it would be her turn to be gently fucked. Maybe they would also play the game of seeing how long they could do it without waking his mother up? As Madeleine snuggled her lap into his bottom, and Kate wriggled her tiny butt further into his lap in an effort to keep him inside her for as long as possible, he sighed and thought, 'life can't get much better than this!' He thought about all the other lads in his year, or on the university campus as a whole, and how they spent an inordinate amount of time pursuing and courting chicks in the hope of occasionally getting their end in, on the back seat of a car, or in some other not very salubrious accommodation, and was grateful for his own unique and wonderful situation. ----- oOo ----- Jake woke up again when the dawning light softly lit the bedroom. His cock had slid out of Kate during the second half of the night, but they were still nestled together in the spoon position, and he could feel Madeleine snuggled into his back. There was no movement from either girl, so he assumed he was the first to wake... that is... until a hand tightened on his early morning erection! He ran his hand down his belly, finding Madeleine's arm on the way, and gave it a good morning squeeze. She returned his morning greeting with a five fingered squeeze on his penis, and then he felt her snuggle her body even closer and bring her mouth to his ear. "Want to see if you can do me without waking your mother up?" she whispered. He nodded, and turned his body to face her. "From behind, just like you did to Kate," she whispered, and then turned over and nuzzled her lovely bum into his lap. Jake felt Kate turn over simultaneously with Madeleine, ending up with her breasts pressed against his back, her lap moulded around his ass, and her legs slightly bent to remain in contact with his, all the way down to her ankles. Madeleine didn't notice any of this because she was turning at the same time, and since Kate was a lightweight, and Maddy a few kilos heavier, any disturbance of the mattress could be explained by Madeleine's rotation alone. Madeleine turned her head backwards towards Jake's face and whispered, "Didn't wake her, did I?" "Nope," Jake lied in a whisper, "She's still sound asleep - I just heard a little snore." "Good," whispered Madeleine, and turned her head to face forwards again, while snuggling her bottom into Jake's lap and against his steel-rod-like cock, in a suggestive manner. Jake carefully guided his cock-head between her ass cheeks and upper thighs until he found the heat of her womanhood, and then used his hand to manually rub it up and down her slit until he elicited a very soft moan from her. He knew that she would be very well lubricated, not only from the activities of last night, but, in her case, also because she was awake and feeling horny. He wasn't surprised, therefore, when, after a half dozen passes up and down her slit, his cock-head was quite wet and slippery. She pulled her legs up a little, towards her chest, to put herself more in the doggy posture, albeit on her side, to give him better access. Kate was so slim, and her bottom so small, that Jake could easily enter her even if her body and her legs were straight up and down, but while Maddy's perfect bum was relatively small for her overall size, and very sexy, it was just a bit meatier and poking it out at him in this fashion did allow him easier access and deeper penetration, which he now took advantage of. He pressed his cock-head into the ass end of her slit, and then slid it all the way in, and paused. She tensed slightly and then sighed softly. Kate wrapped herself around her son as best she could without touching Madeleine, and he commenced his slow thrusting. Without anything being said, it was tacitly understood that Madeleine probably would not have an orgasm from vaginal intercourse alone, but they both knew she just wanted him in her, and to be filled up by him, while according to the 'rules of the game', seeing if they could achieve this without waking Kate. However, after he had been thrusting gently, and agonisingly slowly, for a few minutes he wondered if he could help her out, anyway, by placing his upper arm over her feminine hip, and his hand on her love mound. He was delighted to find that, with a slight body realignment, he could thrust his erect cock into her and finger her clitoris at the same time, while his other arm was under her with its hand on her lower boob. Kate very quietly readjusted her position to stay in maximal contact with Jake so she could enjoy rocking with him as he fucked Madeleine. Playing the game, even though he knew his mother was not only awake, but a co-conspirator in this deception, he continued to move in Madeleine very slowly and gently, all the way in, and then nearly all the way out, over and over again, He could feel her arousal building as he continued to fuck her, frig her clitoris, and manhandle her lower breast, then he felt a new sensation of his own... His mother, Kate, readjusted her position again so she could squeeze her slender hand between his thighs and cup his balls in her hand. As she proceeded to play with them his arousal soared in response to the multiple levels of physical pleasure he was now experiencing: his mother's sexy body pressed into his back; her manipulation of his scrotum and testicles; the licks and kisses she was applying to the bare skin of his back; the feel of his rampant flesh sliding in and out of Madeleine's tight love tunnel; her clitoris becoming erect under his finger tip; the wonderful texture of the handful of boob he had in his lower hand; and the sexy lines, warmth, and firmness of her body pressed into his. He was disappointed when his mother withdrew her hand, but delighted when it returned a moment later, and then confused when she started to smear something wet on his anus. She repeated this manoeuvre several times until she was satisfied he was well lubricated in that area. Little did he know that, in the absence of baby oil, or any other lubricant, she had been fingering herself to cover her digit with their love juices from their middle-of-the night coupling, and then applying them to his anus. His eyes opened wide when he felt the pressure of the lubricated ball of her finger on his tightly closed arsehole. He inhaled in delight when it eventually overcame the resistance of his anal sphincter and 'popped' inside. He had never experienced anal pleasure before - he definitely was not gay; neither Cassie or Maddy had suggested it or even thought about it; and he had never fingered himself; so it was a completely new experience, and he was enjoying it. As his finger went round and round on Maddy's clitoris; as his other hand kneaded her breast; as his cock slid in and out like a slowly reciprocating piston, and as Kate's finger went in and out and roundabout in his ass, he and Maddy started their journey up 'Climactic Mountain' together, eventually gaining it summit, and then falling over the cliff into the orgasmic pit below. She was trying very hard not to make a noise. She had her mouth clamped tightly shut and was pressing a pillow against her face so only muffled whimpering noises escaped, but her body told the whole story of what was going on within her. Jake could feel her convulsing in his arms, and this was jerking his body, which in turn was bouncing Kate around. Jake quickened his thrusting, and Kate fingered his ass more vigorously until he came too, only moments behind Madeleine, and while she was still orgasming. Kate left her finger deep in Jake's ass while he ejaculated and enjoyed a brand new experience. She could actually feel his orgasm: the contraction of his prostate gland as it pumped semen up his urethra and into Madeleine; the sympathetic contractions of his anal sphincter muscle on her finger; and the tensing of his muscular buttocks against her hand. When he stopped ejaculating she gave him a prostatic massage; because she was a nurse and knew how to; because she wanted to; and so she could ask him later what it felt like, and if he ever wanted her to do it again for him. Eventually, Madeleine said over her shoulder, "I suppose you're awake now, Kate?" "I suppose you could say that," replied Kate, tongue-in-cheek. "I was having pleasant dreams about last night until you started bouncing my boy around." "Sorry, Kate," giggled Madeleine. "That's okay, love," replied Kate. "It's time to get up anyway. I'm going to shower with my darling son. There's not room enough for three of us in the shower stall in the ensuite, so you can either bask in the afterglow while you wait, or use the other bathroom down the hall - up to you, love." "What's the attraction of showering together? I mean, if there's any ulterior motive, you're already naked, and cuddled up to him here in your nice comfy bed... and if there isn't a hidden agenda, wouldn't it be easier and quicker to shower one at a time?" "Oh, Maddy," said Kate, like a school teacher talking down to a naïve schoolgirl, "there's still a lot you have to learn about our Jake. In my experience, I've learned that showers do wondrous things for him, even if he's a bit shagged out. C'mon, Jake, let's go and get the day started with a bang, huh?" A couple of minutes later Madeleine heard the water running, some giggling from Kate, and Jake's deeper tones. She wanted to watch. What the heck!... she felt like a wee anyway, so why not? She hopped out of bed went to the ensuite, and walked in. The shower cubicle was at the end, and was a nice size as it occupied the whole width of the room. At the entrance end of the room was the vanity bench, and between that and the shower cubicle was the toilet. Kate gave Madeleine a brief smile through the water patterned glass, but other than that, the couple under the shower seemed oblivious to her presence, so she sat on the toilet, started to wee, and watched them through the glass. Maddy thought how wonderful they looked: Jake with his tall, athletic body looking down on his mother's angelic face as they cuddled under the cascading water; she looking up at him lovingly as she stood straight, her body pressed against his from knee to breast - their loins were especially in firm contact with no daylight at all between them. Kate looked magnificent. Her legs were perfect, and Madeleine's eyes followed them up from her dainty, well turned ankles, over sculptured calves, thin straight thighs, the slight curvature of her little bottom, the dimples either side of her lower spine, and then her beautifully shaped back. Her arms were around Jake, and his around her, as they looked into each other's eyes. Kate mouthed something and while Madeleine couldn't hear the whisper over the sound of the water, she read: 'I love you'; on Kate's lips. Jake turned the shower head to one side, picked up the loofah and cake of soap, and started to sponge Kate all over. Madeleine looked on affectionately as he covered her with suds, and paid especial attention to under her arms, her breasts, and between her legs. Kate was loving the attention, leaning lightly on the glass, facing Madeleine, but not seeing her because her eyes were closed, and there was a serenity in the way she was sweetly smiling. Jake did notice Madeleine watching them and briefly smiled, but then went back to exploring his girlfriend's body with the sudsy loofah. Kate and Jake Ch. 16 Madeleine suddenly realised she had thought the word 'girlfriend'. She understood why. Kate looked like no mother Madeleine had ever met before, and Jake and Kate, together, looked nothing like mother and son, but rather the quintessential loving couple. Madeleine had finished her wee, and was now absent-mindedly fingering her womanhood as she watched the most erotic love scene she had ever witnessed; better than any movie, and she'd experienced nothing like it in real life. Kate straightened up and turned to kiss Jake. This time their lower bodies were slightly apart and Madeleine could clearly see, in the reflected light, Jake's erection standing up vertically from his balls to his navel, slightly curved like a banana, and obviously very hard. Kate held his upper arms, kissed him sweetly on the lips, and then turned away from him. She bent at the waist to an angle of about forty-five degrees, held onto the taps for support, and poked her tiny little bum towards Jake. He put one hand on her glistening back, wet with the cascading water, and used his other to guide his impressive member between her upper thighs, angled slightly upwards, into her pussy. He then slid all the way into her, and after that, holding her slender hips like love handles, commenced the reciprocating in-out motion that had characterised the act of copulation from time immemorial... but slowly, this time - not as agonisingly slow as their middle-of-the-night fuck, or his dawn buster with Madeleine, but a nice, unhurried, rhythmic, lovemaking pace that Madeleine thought was both the most romantic, and also the most erotic, thing she had ever seen: the beauty of their bodies; the serenity of their faces; the depth of their love; the gentleness of their lovemaking; and the eroticism of watching his love rod repeatedly appearing and disappearing as he possessed her. After a few minutes, Jake slid one hand around in front of her to finger her womanhood as he continued to slowly and smoothly fuck her from behind. Kate leant her head on the wall for extra support, and in doing so, turned her face to the side, so Madeleine could now see her closed eyes and sweet smile. A little while later Kate's expression of blissful contentment, and enjoyment of the mating, turned to an expression which resembled concern, but wasn't, and then to a slight grimace as she bit her lower lip. Madeleine unconsciously started frigging herself more vigorously as she watched Kate's face tell the story of impending orgasm, and then it came! Kate winced, grimaced for a long moment, and then relaxed. Madeleine knew beyond any doubt that Kate had just climaxed, but not in the hectic, primal way she had witnessed last night, but in a more serene, lady-like way - like someone who was transported to heaven through the love she had for her partner, while experiencing a delightfully understated orgasm along the way. Jake must have felt the contractions of her vaginal muscles because he took his hand off her pussy and replaced it on her hip, and then holding her by both hips, continued to flex his own hips to maintain his thrusting rhythm. However, he didn't speed up as he usually did when approaching the vinegar stroke, but continued to slide in and out of her at a lovingly slow pace, until, eventually, he too stopped, on an inward stroke, held it for a full minute, all the way inside her, and then withdrew his still rampantly erect member from her. Madeleine saw the white cum decorating his penis being washed off by the falling water as he slowly withdrew, so when he was all the way out of her both his cock and her pussy were clean as a whistle - a least on the outside. Kate waited a moment, and then straightened up, turned, and draped her arms loosely around his neck. Their wet bodies pressed together, with his upright erection trapped between their bellies, as she went up on tip toes to kiss him. He put his arms around her body and returned her kisses, but, once again, not frantically or even overly passionately, just sweetly, as an expression of the very gentle nature of their real love for each other. Madeleine then realised that she was unthinkingly masturbating herself quite vigorously in response to all this visual and emotional stimulation. She closed her eyes, leant back against the toilet cistern, surrendered to her sexual intoxication, and then exploded with her own self-induced orgasm, crying out in the process. This broke the spell which engulfed Jake and Kate, and they both looked through the glass at their mutual girlfriend, and smiled. As Madeleine came down, opened her eyes, and smiled sheepishly at them, Jake helped his mother out of the shower cubicle, and said: "There you go, toots. I've left the water running for you." Madeleine said, "That was not only the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, but also better than I could ever imagine it ever being between any man and his woman. You two are absolutely made for each other, like a prince and princess from an ancient era, who have travelled through time, and recently been reunited with one another. Don't ever let your present day relationship inhibit you - think of yourselves, not as mother and son, but as reincarnations of King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba, and that the only way you could arrive in the same time zone together was for you, Sheba, to carry Solomon through time and space in your womb... but other than that, you are simply true lovers from another age." Kate smiled, and said, "I really like that, Maddy. It puts things into a nice perspective. The only thing wrong with the analogy is that I'm not black," and she chuckled. Madeline gave her arm a playful slap for pricking her balloon, but smiled, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, stepped into the shower cubicle, and under the torrent of warm water. ----- oOo ----- Kate and Jake Ch. 17 Kate and Jake -- Chapter 17 Cassie's first lesson... It was the weekend after Cassie's first visit to Kate's place, and her unexpected first session with Jake. That was also the weekend when Kate and Jake fessed up to Madeleine about their incestuous relationship, but after Cassie had gone home. That weekend was also when Kate, Madeleine, and Jake, had their first mind-blowing threesome -- also after Cassie had gone home. In the intervening weekend, Cassie had visited Jake on the Monday afternoon. It went something like this: Kate answered the phone. "Hi Mrs C, I mean Kate, its Cassie." "Hi Cassie -- lovely to hear from you. What's up?" "I was wondering if it would be okay for me to pop in this evening to see Jake... and you, of course... but you know what I mean?" Kate chuckled and said, "I'm sure he'd love to see you, and I know he's done a lot of studying both here and at the uni library, so I can't see any reason why not. Its been forty-eight hours since you last saw him. I was starting to wonder if you'd lost interest." "Kate! You're teasing me!" said an indignant Cassie. "I've seen him at uni -- made a point of it -- but as far as coming around to your place for... well, you know... I didn't want to seem too smitten, or wear out my welcome. Besides, you seemed pretty strong on the subject of me giving him enough time to study between visits." "Quite right, Cassie," replied Kate, "but, as I say, he's done a lot of work in the last forty-eight hours, so you're very welcome. Now, what about you, young lady? -- have you done your quota of studying over the last two days?" "Gee, you sound like my own mother," replied Cassie. "You're a bit of an enigma, you know." "In what way?" asked Kate. "Well, on the one hand, you're just like a strict mother, making sure your son does all his homework before he goes out to play, but then, when it is time for him to have a break, you allow us children to do things that no other mother I know would permit, let alone encourage." "As I explained on your last visit, Cassie, I'm a mother first and foremost, and want the best for my boy, and that includes having a successful career after he graduates, but I also want him to have fun along the way. I know people enjoy things more when they've earned them, so rationing fun times is not such a bad thing. I'm realistic and know what young people get up to, and if you're going to do it anyway, then as Jake's mother and your foster mother, I want you to both enjoy it and get the most out of it. I think that's logical, even if not what most mothers would say -- don't you?" "Oh, yes, Mrs C. Please don't get me wrong or think I'm criticising. I think you're wonderful! -- just still trying to get my head around this unique situation -- that's all." "I know, Cassie. I didn't think for a minute you were criticising. Now, you haven't answered my question: have you done enough homework to warrant a night off?" Cassie chuckled over the phone and said, "Yes, Kate -- heaps! I'll admit I was a bit distracted by the memories of last Saturday, and found myself daydreaming from time to time, but I still managed to get lots done -- mainly because I wasn't interested in going out, other than to your place." "Good girl. In that case you're very welcome. Would you like to come for dinner, and then you and Jake can do what you like after that?" "Love to. Thanks Kate," said Cassie, and after a short chat they ended the call. It goes without saying that after the three of them had a pleasant hour and a half chatting over dinner that evening, and reliving some of the things that happened on the previous Saturday, Jake and Cassie finally retired, not to his room, but, at Kate's suggestion, to his mother's bedroom, because the bed was so much bigger. Kate remained in the lounge room watching TV because she thought it prudent to do so at this early stage of Jake and Cassie's rekindled romance. She also thought it was appropriate to be with them, given that Cassie didn't know about Kate and Jake's relationship. However, when she heard a very vocal Cassie, on two occasions, it made her feel very horny indeed. When Cassie finally went home around ten thirty in the evening, Kate said to Jake: "Hearing you and Cassie, and imagining what you were doing, really turned me on. I don't suppose you've got anything left for your mother, have you?" "Always!" replied Jake, and with his arm around her shoulder, and hers around his waist, they walked to her bedroom. Jake and Madeleine studied together nearly every day in the library and then on Wednesday evening they decided they had done enough work to be able to enjoy a cuddle without feeling they were neglecting their academic pursuits, and went home to his place. They started off in his room and had a one-on-one love-in, and then joined Kate in her bed for the rest of the night. Jake had told both Cassie and Madeleine he had an assignment to hand in on Friday afternoon, so they were both welcome to study with him in the library, but other things would have to wait until Friday night or the weekend, and they were both happy with that. It was now Saturday morning. Madeleine had come for dinner on Friday night and stayed over because, once Jake's assignment had been handed in, the pressure was off him, and Madeleine was up-to-date with her own studies. Cassie was due to arrive in about half an hour's time, and the three of them were showered, dressed, breakfasted, and having a chat over coffee while waiting for her. "I'm so glad that we can all bunk in together now, like we did last night," said Madeleine, to both of them, and they both smiled and nodded their agreement. "I love my private time with Jake," she said, mainly to Kate, "but I also love it when we all make love together. I love it when you and I have some private time too, Kate. I think I love all three scenarios in equal measure, but in differing ways. When I just want to tell Jake how much I love him, and feel like eating him all up, I enjoy being alone with him. The same thing applies when I'm feeling a bit mushy about you, Kate; it's nice to have a one-on-one with you from time to time, so we can say and do things that only we girls understand. Then there are times when I look at your horny little body in pure lust, and on those occasions, Jake is not only welcome to join us but also enhances the eroticism of the encounter. Sometimes I feel like making love to Jake, but want your company while I'm doing it. Am I making sense?" she asked, pensively. "A lot of sense," replied Kate, "because I feel the same way. I love my boy in every way: maternally and also as any woman loves the man of her dreams; and it's an unconditional love, wanting the best for him in all circumstances, more than I want things for myself. That's why I'm so very happy and grateful you came into our lives, Maddy... because you're good for him -- and, as it turns out, a blessing for me as well. I think that would have been enough: you, Jake, and me; but I'm glad you brought Cassie back into our lives for a couple of reasons. She and Jake had unfinished business, and also, you will be leaving us in a couple of years, but I hope our love for you, and yours for us, is a lifelong blessing." "Me too," replied Madeleine, "...and it will be. I know it will." The girls took each other's hands and smiled lovingly at each other. Jake said: "I'm the lucky one. I don't think any guy could have a situation as perfect as this... and I'm not just talking about the sex, or about being a randy young eighteen year old who's thrilled to bits at having two highly sexed, gorgeous women to go to bed with whenever he wants to, although that is the icing on the cake, I suppose." "We know you're not in it just for the sex, Jake," said Madeleine, taking his hand and transferring her gaze to him. "Your gentlemanly manners and honourable intentions are a big part of why we love you... but, as you say, the sex is good too!" she giggled. Jake smiled his thank you, and then said, "But what about Cassie? How does she fit into our family long term, especially if things progress to their logical conclusion one day?" "You mean, if you two become sweethearts again, or get married one day?" asked Kate. "It's a bit early to be talking about marriage," he replied, "but, yes, I suppose that was what I was getting at. I mean, if she continues to be part of our group and it does become permanent one day, are we going to tell her about us, Mum?" "I'd hasten slowly in that regard, Jake," advised Madeleine. "I agree," said Kate. "Can I ask why?" said Jake. "I'm not saying we should tell her. I'm just trying to see the logic in telling Maddy, but not Cassie?" "As you said, Jake," replied Kate, "it's early days with you and Cassie, and none of us knows what the future holds. If you and she end up going your separate ways, do you really want her knowing about you and me, and possibly telling someone else one day?" "I guess not," agreed Jake. "You see," said Kate, "there's no reason for Maddy to ever want out of this loving friendship, or for us to ever want her out of our lives, so we three are forever, so Maddy has to know... and there never will be a problem with her knowing." Madeleine added, "Jake, you must have heard that saying, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Cassie hasn't got a mean bone in her body and I'm sure she'd keep our secret forever, but there are no guarantees. If you and she move on by mutual consent, then I'd hope our secret would be safe with her, but what if someone, who was just perfect for you, came along and you fell head over heels in love. You'd have to be honest and tell Cassie -- I mean you're only eighteen, so anything could happen in the next few years. You can't be sure you'll want to marry Cassie in the end. What if she takes it badly? Imagine the situation where a girlfriend asks her, 'why did you and Jake break it off? Why did he go with that other chick? ...and what's the story with that older girl he was hanging out with while you and he were a couple?' Her answer might be something along the lines, 'Maybe you should ask him... or... that mother of his!' -- especially at a party, after a few drinks. I agree with Kate; I don't think we should fess up to incest until we know, beyond any doubt, that it's not going to come back and bite us on the bum." Kate said, "There's nothing to be gained by telling her at the moment, Jake. Okay, you and I have to keep at arm's length when she's here, but you and I have private time every day, and can also be ourselves when Maddy's with us, so why take the risk?... or complicate things? Cassie seems to accept things the way they are, or at least the way she sees them. I don't think there would be any advantage in telling her about us -- in fact, I think it might be too much information for her at this time." "You're both right, of course," said Jake, "but let's not let this make us suspicious of Cassie or treat her like a second class member of our group." "Of course not, you lovely man," said Madeleine, standing up, going to him, and hugging his neck. "I already regard her as my little sister, or sister, and love having her around." Kate said, "...and, as I said to her on Saturday, I'm so pleased to have her back because you two were an item for so long that I've come to regard her like the daughter I never had." "What about me?" said Madeleine, in a cheeky tone, stirring the pot to bring a bit of humour into the conversation. "You're too old to be a daughter of mine," laughed Kate. "I would've been only eleven when I had you. No, you're my lover, not my daughter, but you can be my little sister too, if you want?" "Why not?" chuckled Madeleine. "That'd even things up -- incest all round!", and they all laughed at the joke. The doorbell rang. Jake went to the door and eventually came back hand-in-hand with Cassie. "You two took your time," joked Kate. "A bit of kissing and cuddling on the way, no doubt," said Madeleine, good humouredly. "You two!" said Cassie, embarrassed, and then, in her own defence: "Nothing like the kissing and cuddling you would have enjoyed last night, I bet? - and this morning too, since you obviously stayed over!" "Touché," replied Madeleine. "Last night was wonderful... but this morning was just kisses and cuddles -- none of the other, well at least not for Jake, if you gather my meaning?" "Why not?" asked a curious Cassie, wondering how Madeleine could be kissing, cuddling, and naked in bed with Jake, without doing the other -- or, more to the point, why? "Saving him up for you, my love," replied Madeleine. "Really?" queried Cassie, and when Madeleine smiled and affirmed with a nod, Cassie stepped over to her, put her hands around her neck and gave her a hug as she said, "I can't believe how good you are to me." "We're having a cuppa -- like one?" Kate asked Cassie. Cassie answered in the affirmative and thanked her. "What's happening?" asked Cassie, somewhat redundantly because when she asked if she could visit this Saturday morning she assumed everyone knew why she wanted to visit. However, there were four of them sitting around the table, and while that wouldn't preclude her from going off with Jake to his room for a while, she was interested in the other girl's plans. "Well, now I'm a very happy and satisfied girl," replied Madeleine, "In a while I'll be going home to do some serious study. I've got an assignment to hand in next Friday and I want to break the back of it this weekend." "And I have to go to work later on -- starting at 1pm today," said Kate. "Maddy and I'll probably leave at the same time, after an early lunch." "In the meantime, young lady," said Madeleine, "since we're all together this morning, Kate and I thought it might be an ideal time for your first lesson. You said you wanted to learn how to really please a guy." "I did say that, and I do," said Cassie but the other's detected a note of disappointment in her tone, and in her expression. "You were hoping to have Jake all to yourself today, weren't you love?" said Kate. "Don't worry," said Madeleine. "After your lesson Kate and I will be leaving, and you two can have the whole house to yourselves for the rest of the day, and evening. Maybe you might like to practise what you learn?" Cassie's face lit up, she smiled, and replied, "Of course. Sorry if I was being a greedy guts. I just love him so much and I'm missing the intimacy, but a couple of hours won't be a problem -- I'll have something to look forward to, won't I? Delayed gratification makes the reward so much sweeter, doesn't it?" "Good girl," said Kate. "Let's finish our tea and coffee and go into the lounge room. Are you sure you're up for this, Cassie? Everything in this house is consensual, so you don't have to do anything you don't want to. We just want to help it be wonderful for you and Jake, that's all -- and have a bit of fun along the way." she concluded with a grin. "Absolutely!" replied Cassie. "I said I wanted to learn, and I meant it. However, you'll all have to forgive me if I'm nervous, or get embarrassed. I'm not all that well educated when it comes to sex, and I'm definitely not used to having an audience." "Don't worry, love," said Madeleine. "You'll soon get used to having us around, and then you'll find it so liberating to be able to express yourself just as comfortably when we are all together, as you can when it is just you and Jake. It'll be fun -- you'll see." "Okay," said Cassie, with a grin. When they were in the lounge room, Kate said: "Now, this is the scenario we had in mind: *** "Jake's reading one of his text books; *** "you're either feeling horny or in the mood for love, or both; *** "and you have to get him in the mood too. *** "So, Jake, grab a book, sit on the couch, and read it. *** "Enter Cassie, who walks up to him, gently takes the book out of his hands, and places it on the coffee table -- smiles lovingly at him and gives him a kiss, on the forehead for now, and then straightens up so she's standing before him. Okay -- Action!" Jake was sitting on the couch, reading, and pretending to be absorbed in his book. Cassie smiled shyly and walked over to him, gently took the book out of his hands, placed it on the coffee table, smiled lovingly at him, gave him a kiss on the forehead, and then straightened up, standing in front of him. "Now," said Kate, "smile coquettishly at him as you slowly unbutton your blouse. Be as sexy as you can, like a stripper, if you know how." Cassie was getting into the mood of the game and smiled sweetly and shyly at Jake as she undid the top button of her blouse. When she got to the second button, she stopped, looked at the two girls, and said, "But, this isn't fair! In a few minutes I'll be the only naked person in the room. I'll be embarrassed." "Would it help if Maddy strips with you?" asked Kate, "...but over here -- we don't want to distract Jake." "Okay," replied Cassie. "You tell us both what to do, Kate, and I'll follow Maddy's lead." She felt like adding: 'how about you stripping too! - I'd feel more comfortable if all three of us women were naked,' but she didn't, still having a bit of conflict in her mind about how she should behave towards Jake's mother. On the one hand, Kate was just as involved in all this sexuality stuff as Maddy was, other than doing things with her son, but on the other hand, she had always been Mrs Clifton to Cassie, and Cassie couldn't completely shake of the deference she owed her in her role of mother and responsible adult -- so she let that one go. Kate gave them step by step instructions and the girls seductively removed one piece of clothing after the other, until they were both stark naked. Jake made a point of keeping his eyes on Cassie for the following reasons: he was fascinated by the floor show -- he'd seen Madeleine and his mum strip before, but never Cassie; Madeleine was off to one side, so he would need to turn his head to look at her, and, under the circumstances he felt that would be ungallant, given that Cassie was meant to be the focus of his attention right now; and, finally, the object of the exercise was for Cassie, not Maddy, to be turning him on. "I think you're having an effect on him already," said Madeleine, pointing at the bulge in Jake's shorts. "How do you know it's not you who's turned him on, Maddy?" asked Cassie, glancing at Madeleine who was standing there in all her glory. Kate answered instead: "Because Jake didn't look at Maddy once while you were stripping, Cassie. Hey, Jake, how about dispensing with the shorts and undies in preparation for the next step." Jake gave a wry smile, stood, and removed the nominated garments, and then sat down again. As the underpants came down and his erection sprang free, Kate and Madeleine both smiled as Cassie gasped, her hand going involuntarily to her mouth. When Jake was seated again, and his long, thick, stiff dick was standing out at a forty-five degree angle to both his thighs and his belly, Cassie said: "Am I responsible for that?" "You certainly are," said Madeleine. "As Kate said, Jake only had eyes for you. Now, Kate, I think Cassie might be more comfortable if we were all naked from now on, so how about it love? ...and you too, Jake -- off with the T-shirt, huh?" When they were all naked, Cassie said, "I do feel less inhibited now we're all nude, but, on the other hand, how can I compete with you two? You're both stunning in your different ways, while I'm just a scrawny little girl with a skinny, teenage figure" she pouted. "Well, there's something about your skinny, teenage figure which really turns Jake on," said Madeleine, pointing at his rampant cock which was waving around, ready for action. "Anyway, don't put yourself down. I agree, Kate has a magnificent body, but right now I could eat you all up, and I'm sure that's the way Jake feels too." Kate and Jake Ch. 17 "You're just saying that to be nice... or maybe because you're bi-, and want a change of diet," said Cassie, lightening up, and teasing for the first time in this session. "I am bi-, aren't I, Kate?" Madeleine addressed her question to Kate. "You certainly are, my dear, and I agree with you... she does have a very horny little pubescent body, doesn't she? Jake's definitely taken with it." "She said I was just being nice," replied Madeleine. "I don't think she really believes that I'm lusting after her right now." "Well, you could show her," said Kate, and Madeleine turned back towards Cassie and took a step in her direction. Cassie squealed, spun around, and took off -- running around the end of the couch and along its back with Madeleine in hot pursuit. Cassie squealed again when she realised that Kate had gone around the other end of the couch and was waiting for her. She stopped and turned to run out towards the centre of the room to get away from both of them, but Madeleine was close enough to grab her. Madeleine had her arms under Cassie's armpits, hands on her small boobs, with Cassie's back pressed against her own big boobs. Kate moved in, picked up Cassie's legs, and they walked around to the front of the couch. Jake moved out of the way as they deposited Cassie, on her back, on the couch. It was a long, four-seater couch; they unceremoniously dumped her so her shoulders and head were resting on the cushioned arm rest at one end, and her ankles on the third cushion along, leaving some space at the end. Cassie was struggling, giggling, and squealing as she tried to escape. Kate sat with her bare bum on her knees to hold her legs down, while Madeleine leant on Cassie's chest with her arms and boobs to keep that end of her on the couch. When they had her under control, Madeleine rearranged herself so that, while she still had a good hold on Cassie, she could now reach her tiny boobs with her mouth, and commenced playing orally with to them. Meanwhile, Kate, while also keeping Cassie's legs pinned down, moved so she was laying between Cassie's open legs, her own knees against the armrest at the end, lower legs and ankles in the air, and head poised over Cassie's pubescent womanhood. Jake stood back with an amused smile on his face and gently stroked his cock as he watched this game play out. Cassie looked down in disbelief as Madeleine sucked most of one boob into her mouth, ran her tongue around it several times, and then spat it out again, only to then lick Cassie's areolar tissue and nibble on her nipple. She then gasped as she felt Kate's hot breath on her pussy followed by the sensation of her gently biting first one skinny inner thigh and then the other. She strained to see what Kate was doing, but Madeleine's head was in the way, and then her whole body stiffened when the felt the wetness of Kate's mouth engulf her tiny vulva, and the tip of her tongue trace its way up and down her slit between her concealed labia. Feeling Cassie's body tense, Madeleine turned her head to see what Kate was doing -- their eyes met and they smiled at each other as best they could with a mouthful of tit, and a mouthful of clitoris, respectively -- and then they went back to work. While working on Cassie's breasts, Madeleine had a good view of her facial expressions and noted that she didn't seem very happy with what was being done to her, so she stopped suckling on her nipples to ask: "Are you okay, Cassie? We're not shocking you too much I hope?" "I'm not entirely comfortable with being raped by two lesbians in front of my boyfriend." said Cassie, somewhat tersely. Kate's ears pricked up on hearing the word rape, and she stopped doing what she was doing to say, "I sincerely hope you were just mouthing off then Cassie? Everything has to be consensual -- no coercion. If you're feeling homophobic or have any reservations about playing this game then we'll stop immediately." "No, no, you can't leave me like this," replied a confused and desperate Cassie. "I'm not worried about what you two are doing... well not Maddy, anyway -- maybe a little more uncomfortable with you, Kate. The main things is..." but Kate cut her off by asking: "Why uncomfortable with me, but not Maddy?" "Well, Maddy's just a bisexual girlfriend who seems to like doing things to me, but you're Jake's mum, and still Mrs Clifton to me, at least emotionally, but that's only one reason I feel uncomfortable. If we were doing this at another time, just the three of us, I'd be more than happy to see it through, but I'm really worried about what Jake'll think of me if I actually enjoy doing lesbian things with the two of you. What I want, first and foremost, is Jake's love and respect. I don't want him to think badly of me." Kate said, "I'm his mother. Jake and I get on better than any mother and son I know, and I love him dearly, so do you think I'd be doing this if he didn't approve?" Jake walked over, looked down lovingly on Cassie's face and said, "Mum's right, Cassie. I love the way you three get on so well. If you really don't want to be this close to mum and Maddy, then that's it -- all over! But if you can enjoy it, I would be really happy for you to continue... and it is making me a horny as hell, which augurs well for later in the day when we're home alone. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do, but will love you for enjoying it, if you do, and definitely not think badly of you." "Really?" queried Cassie, and on getting a loving smile and nod from Jake, she then said to the two women, "Sorry if I broke the rhythm of it all. I was getting quite hot and bothered before this interruption. If you want to carry on where you left off, I'd be delighted, now I know Jake's cool with it." "Me too?" asked Kate, "or would you feel more comfortable if I sat this one out?" "No, especially you too," replied Cassie. "I'll explain later... but can you both just get on with it please, before I go off the boil completely?" Madeleine looked up at Jake and said in a cheeky way, "Hey, Jake, can you put something in her mouth, to stop her talking?" Jake smiled, went around to stand behind the armrest of the couch, and rested his more than half-hard cock on Cassie's face, so it was lying on her forehead and nose, with its tip on her lips. She grinned and took his cock-head in her mouth and started fellating him, while Kate and Madeleine went back to their loving, but devastatingly effective, oral and manual ministrations to her breasts and vulva. It didn't take very long before Jake's cock was hard as a steel rod again and all three women were hot and wet. Cassie was showing signs of impending orgasm: she was starting to squirm; her body intermittently stiffened and relaxed between the waves of arousal that swept through her; her breath became ragged; and from time to time she had to take Jake's cock out of her mouth so she could hyperventilate for a short while -- finally, she came fiercely! She squeezed on Jake's cock so hard with her hand he wasn't sure if he was feeling pain or pleasure; her head rolled around on the cushion; she cried out and then sobbed and whimpered; her body convulsed; and it seemed to go on, and on. Kate and Madeleine quickly got off her and Madeleine said, "Quick, Jake, give her a happy ending!" and he was quick to move around, kneel on the couch between her legs, and lift her bottom. Madeleine slipped a scatter cushion under it; Jake lined up his cock with her bouncing slit; managed to find her opening, and thrust into her, slowly at first testing her state of lubrication. He had nothing to worry about -- she was tight, but as wet and slippery as she could possibly be, so he slid all the way in. On feeling him enter her, stretching her vaginal passage significantly, her eyes opened wide and she stared in wonder as he started thrusting. The feel of him moving inside her, stretching her deliciously, while bouncing his cock-head against her cervix, and the erotic, visual image of his muscular body, flexing at the hips, was enough to trigger a second orgasm in her, and she went off all over again, and just as powerfully. For Jake, the sight of the agony and ecstasy on her face as she climaxed over and over again; her tiny frame bouncing to his every thrust; her skinny legs now raised either side of him to give him greater access and deeper penetration; the feel of her tight love tunnel gripping his engorged cock, the sensation of her vaginal and pelvic muscles clamping down on him; and, finally, the uniquely exciting fact that his gorgeous mother and girlfriend were watching in awe as he and Cassie copulated like animals in heat; was enough to skyrocket his own arousal to an incredible height, and he too exploded, ejaculating strongly inside her, spurt, after spurt, after enervating spurt! When the peak of it was over, Jake removed the pillow from under her butt, supported his weight on his elbows, and leant over her with their sweaty bodies lightly in contact, so they could kiss tenderly in the afterglow. They were oblivious to the presence of his mother and fuck buddy as they exchanged heartfelt words of endearment. Kate and Madeleine moved in closer and gently stroked and petted both of them. About twenty minutes later Jake and Cassie were ready to disconnect and sit up, and the four of them chatted about what had just transpired. "That was the best orgasm I have ever had. I'm still spaced out," said Cassie. Then to Kate and Madeleine, "Thank you so much for that. I'm sorry if I made a fuss earlier on. And, Jake, thank you for finishing me off so wonderfully. The two things, first the girls, and then you, are things which will always be among my fondest memories... and most erotic ones," she added with a chuckle. Jake just smiled and kissed her on her forehead. "You're welcome, little one," said Kate as she smoothed Cassie's tousled hair, and Madeleine kissed her on the cheek to show her solidarity. Madeleine said to all of them, "I think we should give Kate a jolly good rogering now. I had my jollies with Jake last night, and this morning; Cassie has just had a very good innings with all of us; but poor Kate has to go to work in an hour or so in a state of sexual arousal, but being the only one of us who hasn't had an orgasm, last night, or this morning (not true -- Jake and Madeleine slept in Kate's bed last night, but it was true that Kate had not been made love to today)." Jake said, "I agree, but as I can't do things to my mother, I think I might leave you girls to it and go and prepare some lunch -- time's marching on." While he couldn't do anything to his mother while Cassie was there, he could have stayed and watched, and would have liked to have done so, but it was out of consideration of Cassie that he offered to leave them in peace. If she was worried about him watching while she submitted to girl-girl sex, how much more inhibited would she be if he were watching while she was actually doing things to his mother and Maddy? As he left the room he heard Madeleine ask Cassie: "Beginner's choice -- which end do you want? Tits or pussy?", and he also heard Cassie's response, "Tits, please." He chuckled, thinking that was the answer he would have expected. As a first timer with regard to doing things to another woman, tits would be much less confronting for her than the intricacies of the vulva, vagina, and anus. Another reason it was a logical choice was that Cassie had been openly in awe of Kate's breasts ever since she first saw them unveiled, and he could imagine her enjoying the opportunity to unashamedly play with them in any way she wanted to. Besides, she was eminently capable of working out what to do with her hands, fingers, lips, tongue, and mouth on a breast, whereas oral sex on Kate's womanhood might be harder to get right the first time round. As Jake worked away in the kitchen, he could hear words, other utterances, and various sounds coming from the lounge room. He was tempted to have a look but, for Cassie's sake, didn't, in case it dampened her enthusiasm. However, imagining what was going on in the next room, and wondering how enthusiastically Cassie might be getting into this girl-girl thing, was definitely having an effect on him. Before starting his lunch preparation, Jake had fetched a robe from the bathroom, feeling it might be unhygienic, for some unknown reason, to prepare food in the nude. However, you can't tuck your cock as easily into a robe as you can with shorts and underpants, and as his erection grew it insisted on peeking out between the lapels. He tried draping the material over his cock, and even tried moving the material to one side and cinching it tight at the waist with the belt, which helped, but any sudden movement, and Willie would find a way to pop out again. Nevertheless, he managed it well enough to continue with his lunch prep. When things were just about ready to heat and serve, Jake heard the unmistakeable sounds of his mother's orgasm as well as lots of words of encouragement, and giggling, from the other two girls. A little later he heard Madeleine trot past the kitchen door, and shortly afterwards found out why, when the three girls arrived in the kitchen, arm in arm, dressed in robes. "How was it, Mum?" asked Jake. "Fantastic!" replied Kate. "As Maddy said, I don't think I could have got through the shift without some sexual release, after watching you and Cassie go off -- I probably would have been tempted to do something inappropriate with one of the young doctors -- but now I'm totally satisfied." "And, how was it for you, Cassie?" asked Jake, "... being the doer, rather than the receiver?" "Words can't describe it," she replied, "but I'll try. First, it's something I've never done before, and that made it exciting and wonderful. Second, I can see now why guys, or at least some of you, enjoy controlling a woman's sexual responses in that way -- it was so much of a turn on to be able to have that effect on Kate. And, thirdly, I'm so glad I did it, and didn't wuss out and come in here with you while they got it on. I feel like one of the family now. It was great Jake!... and something I'd like to do again one day, if that's okay with you?" "Of course it is, love," he said, "...any time you, mum, and Maddy want to do anything, it's fine with me. Come here!" and he held his arms out for a hug. She flew into his open arms and they hugged tightly for a moment and then kissed. The embrace was enough to allow Jake's still rampant member to escape again and as they parted it stood to attention from between the lapels of his robe. Cassie didn't notice at first, but Kate and Madeleine did, and laughed out loud. Madeleine said, "Look at what you've done to him," pointing to his erection. "I think you'd better do something about it, or he might suffer an injury when he tries to sit at the table." Cassie giggled too when she saw what they were talking about, and replied, "Love to, but do we have time? Kate has to leave in an hour or so, and she hasn't had lunch yet." "I wasn't talking about taking him off to his bedroom for the full performance," said Madeleine with a cheeky smile, "just a quickie on the kitchen table should do the trick." Cassie's jaw dropped, and then she replied, "While you all watch?" she asked in disbelief. "Of course, while we all watch," said Madeleine, amused at Cassie's modesty after all that had just happened in the lounge room. "If you don't want to do it, I'm happy to. Someone has to put Willie to sleep so we can have lunch," and with that said, she turned to face the table, and bent over it, leaning on her elbows. Suddenly realising her modesty and naivety had just cost her a turn with Jake, Cassie blurted out, "No, I'll do it," and positioned herself next to Madeleine, copying her posture. "Girls, didn't we say there'd be no competing," said Kate. "I've got the ideal solution. Since you're both in position, and as Maddy said, something has to be done to defuse Jake, he can do both of you -- that should do the trick." "Fine with me," said Madeleine, but Cassie looked around with eyes like saucers, "You mean...?" and she trailed of, failing to find the words she needed to ask the question. "Yep," said Kate, "...six thrusts each, alternating, until he goes off. The one who gets the vinegar stroke gets a gold star. C'mon Jake, I'd like lunch before I go to work," and she stepped over and folded each girl's robe up and onto her back. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to, Cassie." "No, fine with me," replied Cassie, echoing Madeleine's words. "Okay, snuggle up girls. Off you go, Jake," said Kate and, because the girls couldn't see mother and son behind them, Kate and Jake exchanged mischievous smiles and, the sweetest kiss -- this was naughty, but fun! In response to Kate's command to snuggle up, Madeline put her arm around Cassie and pulled her in tight, and the two girls looked into each other's faces as they giggled and waited in eager anticipation to see who copped it first. Kate kept her hands on Jake as he entered Madeleine. He fondled Cassie's tiny bum as he did his six slow thrusts in Madeleine, then withdrew, and lined up Cassie's pussy slit. Her eyes opened wide as he entered her, which made Madeleine smile. He knew Cassie would be well lubricated with his cum from their recent coupling, so he didn't hesitate and slid it all the way in and she gasped with pleasure at the stretching. Madeline giggled at her reaction and facial expressions, and gave her a spontaneous kiss on the lips as confirmation of their now even more intimate prick relative status, and Cassie snuggled into her as her body rocked to Jake's thrusting. Jake went backwards and forwards between the girls, and as he rooted one, he fondled the other one's ass, which was pleasant for the girls and turned him on incredibly -- that and the physical pleasure he was feeling as his cock alternated between the feel of one vagina and then the other. The erotic sight of them cuddled up, while offering their arses to him was also very arousing. Kate was, at differing times, kissing him, fondling his balls, holding his hips or butt as he thrust, and even sometimes fingering herself. 1-2-3-4-5-6, change; 1-2-3-4-5-6, change; 1-2-3-4-5-6, change; as Jake got higher and found it harder to concentrate, the girls started to count out loud for him, and this added to both the humour and the eroticism of the game. Eventually, Jake said, "I'm getting close," but then came the count of 6, and had to withdraw from Madeleine and enter Cassie. He was sure that Cassie was going to send him off, but these momentary pauses, when he changed partners, had a delaying effect, and he had to go eventually back to Madeleine. He got virtually all the way there, this time in Madeleine, even feeling a slight throb as he dispensed a little pre-cum, but the dreaded count of 6 came again and he quickly changed back to Cassie. Edging as he was, this time in Cassie, with the sight of her sexy little bum, the tightness of her love tunnel, and the tension he could feel in her body as she anticipated his orgasm, pushed him over the edge, and on the count of 5 he rammed it all the way in, one last time, and held it in while he ejaculated with a controlled grunt. "Well done girls," said Kate. "Now can we have some lunch before I need to shower and change?" and they all laughed at the way she understated the 'normality' of what had just transpired. Over lunch Kate asked Cassie how she felt now, after her three new experiences. "I hope we're not giving you too much, too soon?" "No, no, not at all, Kate," replied Cassie. "I'm not sure I could keep up this pace on every visit, but I'm so thrilled that you've all brought me so far, so soon. A little over a week ago I was a little prude, with very little sexual experience, no adventures to speak of in my life thus far, no experience in love, other than with Jake before we did it here last week -- and look at me now. I've got my man back, and I'm so over-the-moon happy about that; I've not only rekindled my relationship with you, Kate, but we've taken it to an astronomically higher level than I ever thought possible -- I missed having you as a foster-mum, or mother, whatever you want to call it, almost as much as I missed having Jake as my boyfriend after we split, so I'm deliriously happy to have you back in my life. And, Maddy, I don't know how to describe you, but you're very, very special to me, and unique. Every girl can hope to find a boyfriend one day; every girl who does, will inherit a mother-in-law; but no girl I know has a girlfriend like you, and I feel so privileged to have you as a very important part of my life." Kate and Jake Ch. 17 Madeleine smiled sweetly at Cassie, covered her hand with her own, and said, "I knew from my first impressions of you that it was safe to encourage you back into Kate and Jake's lives, and I'm not just talking about sharing my fuck buddy or boyfriend. If you were just some ordinary chick who was lusting after Jake, like many girls on campus do, then I would have said, "Sorry, love, but he's mine now." "Really?" queried Cassie. "I've always felt the least special of all the girls who have ever expressed an interest in Jake. Why did you let me in when you say you would've sent other girls away?" "Well, I knew your history with Jake, and from talking to Jake and Kate, I assumed that you two broke up only because you had high expectations, but were sexually naïve. Then, when I met you, I could see you were very genuine. Not only that, I have always prided myself on being a good judge of character, and my intuitive opinion of you was that you were a girl of integrity and character, but most of all, it was obvious that you loved Jake very much indeed." "Why was that a plus for me. Most girls wouldn't get bent out of shape if they saw their fella talking to a girl who was disinterested in him, or he in her, but they would become very possessive if they detected a spark between them." Madeleine chuckled and said, "Fortunately for you, I'm not most girls. I'm totally not jealous -- such a waste of time and emotion. Gibran said something like, If you love someone, let them fly free. If they come back to you then they are truly yours; if they don't, then they were never yours in the first place. On top of that, I have made it quite clear to all of you that I am not making any long term romantic plans until well after I graduate, until after I finish my internship, in fact. Jake and I agreed to be fuck buddies so we could enjoy our sexual side without all the distractions and hassles of having a boyfriend or girlfriend. So, that's another reason I wasn't possessive or jealous -- our prenuptial agreement, if you like." "Amazing!" said Cassie. "There were a few considerations, though," said Madeleine, "which gave me pause for thought -- purely pragmatic ones. I thought, 'if I let this girl back into Jake's life, and it gets serious, I might have to find another fuck buddy, or at least cut down on my visits', but then two things happened: one, I fell in love with Jake; and, two, I fell in love with Kate." "But you're still not sorry I'm here, knowing that I love him too?" asked Cassie. Madeleine smiled and said, "No, love. Falling in love with Jake was a bit scary for me," and seeing Cassie's eyebrows go up, she went on to explain: "I was starting to worry that I might never find another guy like Jake and end up wanting to marry someone four years younger than me -- worse, talk him into marrying someone four years older than he. You coming along put things back into perspective and I found that relaxing." "What's the significance of you falling for Kate?" Madeleine actually laughed out loud before answering this one. "Well, if my early concern was that sharing with you might cut down my access to Jake, at least I still had a fuck buddy in Kate. In fact, it was a good thing you came along because I don't really have time to do justice to two fuck buddies, but now you're on the scene it's working out perfectly, isn't it Kate." Kate smiled and agreed with a nod. "And, Kate, you're quite happy to acknowledge Maddy as your lover, and not someone you just play with from time to time?" asked Cassie. "Yes, Cassie, now I am -- delighted to do so. Initially, when I met Madeleine, I had never done anything with another girl. When I admitted to being bi-curious and she admitted to being bisexual, and also experienced with girls, I admit I was a bit scared. It's one thing to be bi-curious, but an entirely different thing to actually try it. I did say that if ever I was tempted to try it, the girl would have to be young and gorgeous, and Maddy certainly is both of those things. It started out as just a one-off, to see what it was like. We liked it very much, so we kept doing it, and it was actually last Saturday when you and Jake were making love up the hall in his room, that I admitted feeling romantic love towards Maddy, and she said she felt the same. Don't get me wrong, we are both still more heterosexual than homosexual, and need a man from time to time." "S-o-o-o...?" queried Cassie, drawing 'so' out to give her time to think, and because she was a bit fearful of the question she was about to ask, "Given your relationship with each other, and in view of what we did on the couch a little while ago -- twice -- how do you feel about me now, Maddy?" "Truth?" answered Madeleine, and when Cassie nodded, she went on to say, "Very fond of you, and very attracted to you -- infatuated is a good word. Don't panic! The lesbian side of me doesn't chase after women who aren't interested, especially when I already have someone like Kate. I just want you to know that when I say something complimentary to you, I'm not just being nice, but really mean what I say. I enjoy your company, and I'm delighted to be sharing Jake with you... and maybe Kate to a degree, too." Cassie smiled warmly and said, "Thanks Maddy. And you Kate -- how do you feel towards me, other than how a mother would normally feel towards his son's girlfriend?" Kate smiled and said, "Being Jake's mother, and therefore the 'parent' in this group, I have to be a little more careful in what I say, but I'd be lying by omission if I didn't say that I feel the same way as Maddy does towards you, Cassie. As a parent I'm thrilled you and Jake are back together because you're everything I could ask for in a girlfriend for my son, maybe more than that one day, and I have always been very fond of you in a maternal way. However, I have come to feel about you exactly the same way as Maddy does. Like her, you don't have to worry about me making any uninvited or unwelcome advances towards you for the same reasons that Maddy gave, but also in my case, because you're my son's girlfriend, it would be totally inappropriate from that point of view alone. I know Maddy and I jumped you today -- well Maddy did, but I willingly joined in -- but that was just a bit of fun, never to be repeated if that's what you want. Have we shocked you?" "No, not at all," said Cassie. "Look, I'm sure you'll both understand when I say Jake is the most important person to me, so whatever I say is subject to his approval, and he always comes first in my heart and responsibilities. However, having said that, and given that he seems cool with this girl-girl thing, now I've discovered a new side to you, Mrs C, Kate, and gotten to know you, Maddy, I actually would like to explore it further with you, either together or one at a time, if Jake is happy with that. I warn you that I'll be as nervous as a kitten the first few times, but it's something I really want to do. Is that okay with you, Jake?" "Of course it is, Cassie, love. I missed you after we split; you missed me; Maddy came into my life and I'm eternally grateful for that; you came back into my life and I'm delighted about that; I love my mum more than any boy I know; so the way we are now is such a blessing -- all positives, no negatives, and we all get on so well. I'm ecstatically happy! One thing I am also very happy about is how we can all speak so openly in front of each other, especially about how we feel." "Look at the time, " said Kate. "I need to shower, change, and get going," and she gave them all a kiss and left the room. "I'll go when Kate goes, and then you lovers can enjoy the rest of the day in peace," said Madeleine. ---------- oOo ---------- Kate and Jake Ch. 18 Thanks to Tigersman for editing... I'm going overseas for a month so this might be the last chapter in the Kate and Jake story for a little while. Thanks to all my readers for your pleasing and constructive comments... James Marin. Madeleine had gone home, and Kate to work, leaving Jake and Cassie alone in the house. "Would you like to go to my room, or stay out here?" asked Jake. "I think the lounge room would be nice," replied Cassie, taking him by the hand, and gently leading him out of the kitchen. When they reached the couch he stopped, and turned her towards him. Taking her in his arms he kissed her, while feeling her slender body through her robe. She responded dreamily and they stood there kissing, softly caressing each other's clothed bodies for a few minutes. Eventually, he said, "You've had three quite different experiences today, little one... anything you'd particularly like to do now, other than just making love in the usual way?" "Hmm," she mused. "Can I choose anything at all?" "Absolutely," he replied. "Okay," she said with a grin, "then I'd like to do two things. First, I'd like to take the lead for the first time in my life, like we started to do earlier on before those two lesbians jumped me." He grinned at her joke and she smiled back at him. He then asked, "...and the second thing?" "I'd love to find out what you and Maddy were doing with those ropes and things you had hanging from the ceiling in your room the other day." "Would you now?" he asked rhetorically as he smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "All right. You sit down and I'll go fetch the 'ropes and things'. Better to get things organised now, rather than interrupt play later on." She sat on the couch and he went off to his room, returning a few moments later with a cardboard box under one arm, and holding a large G-clamp in his other hand. As he deposited them on the table she asked, with wide eyes: "What's that big clamp thing for?" "You'll see" he replied. "I think I might set it up now, rather than have to stop in the middle of things. He grabbed a couple of ropes out of the box, a chair, and the clamp, and in a couple of minutes had the clamp firmly attached to a ceiling beam, with the ropes threaded through it, and dangling downwards. He then went back to the box, fetched a couple of fur-lined, leather, wrist cuffs, and attached each to a tail of a rope. "There!" he said. "That'll do for now. Look familiar?" he asked her. "Pretty much like it was in your room that day. What do you do with it?" "You'll find out soon enough," he replied. "Now, shall we start with what you want to do first, and after that, I'll show you what the ropes and clamp are for." "Okay," she said with an ear-to-ear grin. "You sit on the couch like you did earlier on, and please don't do anything – let me do all the work... for a change." He grinned and sat on the couch as requested. She knelt before him, parted his knees, and then shuffled forward so she was kneeling between them. She then undid the tie on his robe and parted the lapels. She looked at his cock in admiration as it lay in all its long, slack glory on the cushion between his upper thighs. She had come to love this part of him and, on this occasion, she was glad that it wasn't already hard, as it often was when he undressed. She wanted to be sure she was the one who aroused him, and also wanted the thrill of using her womanly wiles to take him from limp to erect. She picked it up with one hand and marvelled at the softness of it as she turned it this way and that to examine it from all angles. She then brought her other hand to bear, massaging it for a moment with both hands, and then using one hand to weigh his balls, while gently stretching and stroking his cock with the other. She felt a thrill and a little tingle run through her when she felt him stiffening in her gentle grip. She then lowered her head as she raised his cock with her hand. He flopped his head back against the headrest of the couch, closed his eyes, and was transported to sensual heaven as his dainty little girl fellated him for the first time on her own initiative... and she was doing it s-o-o-o well that it prompted him to wonder if Maddy or Kate had given her any words of advice. When he was rock hard she said, "I don't want to spoil what you have in store for me with the ropes, but I'd like to sit on your cock for a moment, if that's okay with you?" "Of course it is," he replied with a grin. "In fact, it's the predominant wish of my heart at this very moment." She smiled shyly as she stood, unfastened her belt, and let her robe slide to the floor. She then knelt on the couch, knees on either side of his hips, and, taking his cock in one hand, gently lowered herself onto it. Once the head was safely inside and there was no danger of it sliding off in this direction or that, she let go of it and placed her arms around his neck. She looked into his eyes as she slowly impaled herself on him. He was fascinated watching her facial expressions and wide-eyed amazement as she (and he) felt him stretching her well lubricated, but very tight, love tunnel open... and then... he was all the way in and their pubic bones were in juxtaposition! She looked amazed all over again, and said: "I can't believe I fitted you all in," and then with a cheeky smile added, "...but I did! Are you impressed?" "I am," he replied, with a wiggle of his hips which made her gasp. She kept smiling as she raised and lowered her bottom a few times to fuck his cock. He grabbed her to him, clutched her tight, and started flexing his hips to rapidly drive vertically in and out of her. "Oh, Jake, that's so wonderful!" she managed to say, and then as he slowed down she said, "It felt wonderful while I was riding you, feeling you move inside me, but when you hold me still and pound me from underneath it is so stimulating! - want to keep doing it? I think I'll come if you do." "I'd love to keep doing it," he replied, "and I have no doubt I'd come too, if we do... or ... we could go over to the ropes and I'll show you what we do with them. I think we'll both come over there too, but I might not be able to come here on the couch, and then over there as well – so, what do you say?" She grinned and said, "Let's do it! I'm dying to find out what the ropes are for." She rose and fell on him three more times, enjoying the feeling of him stretching her, before climbing off him, and his very erect penis. He said, "You really need to be dressed to enjoy the whole performance." Her clothes were still in a pile on the floor from this morning's lesson, and he said, "Just put your shorts and blouse on – don't worry about undies." "Curiouser and curiouser," she said, quoting Alice, as she pulled on her shorts, donned her blouse, and buttoned it up. Jake, thinking she looked sexier now, scantily clad, than a moment ago, stark naked, took her by the hand and, with his erect cock leading the way, led her over to the ropes. He delved into the box for a moment and withdrew a blindfold. "What's that for?" asked a wide eyed Cassie. "Part of the play, but mostly so you can't eye-ball me while I'm perving on you, or doing things to you. I'm told it also makes it more exciting for the recipient, not knowing what's going to happen next. We'll put it on in a moment – for now, give me your wrists, please." She extended her arms towards him and he fastened a fur-lined leather cuff to each wrist. The cuffs were already attached to the two ropes hanging from the clamp on the ceiling. "Come and stand here, directly under the G-clamp," he said, and when she was in position, he pulled on the tail of each rope. Her arms jerked skywards, and he reeled in each rope until her heels started to lift off the floor. He then let out barely and inch of rope so her feet were flat on the floor, but not quite taking all of her weight. "Now the blindfold," he said and fitted it to her face and head. "What happens now?" she asked. "What happens now is that you don't speak unless spoken to and given permission to answer. You're my little sex slave and I'm your Master, so you will obey me immediately and without question when I give you a command, but otherwise keep still and quiet. If you really have to say something, or seek clarification of an order, you'll ask for permission to speak, and you'll call me 'Sir' for the duration of the play session – understand all of that?" "Yes, Sir," she said with a hint of a smile. Jake took a riding crop out of the box and gave her a short, sharp whack on her tiny bottom. It made more noise than it inflicted pain, although, despite the fact that she was wearing shorts, it did sting, and she reflexly pulled away from it, as far as her bonds would allow; and she exclaimed: "Ouch! What was that for? I didn't speak, other than to answer your question... Sir." "That was for smiling and not taking this seriously enough," he said, with an amused smile she could not see. This play session was developing nicely and he was pleased. "Permission to speak, Sir," she asked, catching on quickly to the rules. "Yes, as long as you are not going to argue with me." "No, Sir. I was just going to ask: is this BDSM?" "Yep!" he replied. "Where did you learn about BDSM, Sir? From Maddy?" He ignored the fact that she didn't ask for permission to speak, as this was an ongoing conversation. "Maddy knows a little about BDSM and has a little more experience than me, but not much. We've both learned most of what we know from mum who has been involved in what they call: The Lifestyle; for some time now. You know how she said she does get some sexual relief with men from time to time? ...well, that's mostly when she goes out for the evening to a lifestyle group, or club, she belongs to." "Permission to say something else, Sir?" "Yes," replied Jake, interested to hear what she had to say now, after this revelation. "There seems to be no end to the things you mother knows about, Sir, and the experiences she has had. She is a remarkable woman and unlike any other mother I know." "You have to remember, Cassie, that, unlike our friends' mums, she is still a young woman: only a tad over ten years older than Maddy; sixteen years older than me; and seventeen years older than you. Some guys and girls I know have sisters in that age range. Maddy and I are eternally grateful to have a coach like mum, and I hope you'll feel the same way too, in time." "I do already," replied Cassie, "and I'm grateful too. She's rescued our relationship, her and Maddy, and I'm eternally thankful for that." "My little slave is becoming a wee bit too talkative, methinks," said Jake. "A couple more whacks might remind her of her responsibilities. Brace yourself, grit your teeth, and take your punishment like a true slave should, with no sound, or minimal sound, coming from you – okay?" "Yes, Sir," she replied, and promptly clamped her mouth tightly shut. He lined up her left buttock, drew the crop back, and laid a resounding whack on it. She flinched and grunted but otherwise took it stoically. He then repeated the exercise on her right buttock, and while she jerked a little more this time, she took that well too." "Good girl," he said as he discarded the crop. "Now let me see what we have here – let me examine my little slave... my property; my possession, whom I can do what I like with." Cassie went to say something, but stayed herself, remembering the rules. While the whacks were not unbearable, they did sting a lot, and she didn't want any more, if they could be avoided. "I can tell you want to say something," he said, "Tell me what's on your mind, slave." "Nothing important, Sir," she replied, at which he stepped in and, with his hand this time, gave her four strong smacks: one on each upper thigh, just below the hemline of her shorts: and one on each buttock. "Never say 'nothing, Sir', or 'don't worry about it', to your Master, little slave. When I ask you a question you will always answer, and answer as truthfully and frankly as you can. You are not allowed to keep anything from your Master – understand?" "Sorry, Sir. I wanted to say that I liked what you said a moment ago." "And, what was that, my little slave?" "When you said I was, 'your property; your possession, whom you can do what you like with.' That was music to my heart, Sir, and I hope you always feel that way." Jake smiled and tousled her hair. He moved closer and kissed her softly on her lips, before his own lips wandered over her face and neck. When he noticed her squirm in pleasure, he said, "Like that do you, little one?" "Oh, yes, Sir!" she replied, and then tested her luck by asking a question of her own: "So, BDSM is not all about men spanking and flogging women then, is it Sir?" "No, Cassie. Masters reward or punish as required. Masters enjoy dominating, and subs enjoy submitting, and usually, everyone is happy – unless you don't like to submit, that is?" "Oh, I do, Sir," she replied. "I love submitting to you; not having to second guess what I should be doing; just serve, obey, and be happy. I never knew BDSM was anything like this, and so far, I like it." "I'll let mum tell you all about it – she's the expert. Right now, I'm going to get back to what I started to do, and that is to examine my slave." She was standing tall, her arms stretched skywards, wrists cuffed, and attached to the ceiling by ropes. Jake stood back a pace, and looked her up and down. She had dainty, bare feet, long thin legs which, while a tad on the skinny side, were perfectly sculptured, and her shorts were an absolute turn on for him. They were quite brief, but because she had no bottom to speak of, there were no 'cheeky' bits hanging out, as there often are with girls in short shorts; her thighs simply disappeared into the leg holes. The shorts were not tight, but not loose either – figure hugging would describe them well – and they showed of the flatness of her belly, the curvature of her hips, her tiny waist, and the suggestion of a very small bubble butt. He walked around her, taking all this in; feeling her; sometimes caressing parts of her; sometimes prodding; and talking as he did (after counselling her not to join in the conversation). He then went down on one knee. He was glad of the blindfold because it was not a good look in the BDSM community for a Master to kneel before his sub or slave. He circled her dainty ankles with the thumb and forefinger of each hand and then gently ran his hands up the length of her legs until the sides of his thumbs gently bounced against her denim covered crotch. He practised variations of this over the next couple of minutes, varying his techniques from simply feeling her legs, to palpating, and squeezing muscle groups, always making sure he finished at the top of each leg with the heel of his thumbs gently rubbing her pelvic floor. "Oh, Master! Permission to speak, Sir?" "Yes, but make it brief," he replied. "I don't think my legs will support me much longer if you keep doing that, Sir." "Well, if you buckle at the knees, you'll just have to hang from your wrists, won't you. I want you to exercise some self-control and remain standing." "Yes, Sir," she replied and tried to distract herself so she had some chance of obeying him. He stood and, walking around behind her, tried to encircle her tiny waist with the thumbs and forefingers of both hands. He didn't quite manage to do so, but was amazed at the smallness of her waist, and how much of it he could hold in his hands. He then ran the palms of his hands over her denim covered buttocks, and marvelled at not only how small they were, but also how firm they were. "Let's see what's inside," he said as he undid the top button of her shorts, and slid the zipper down a little. He moved closer to her, his chest close to hers, and slid his hands inside the waistband at the back. In obedience to his command, she had only dressed in shorts and shirt – no undies – so she felt the palm of his hands, and fingers, on her tiny buttocks. He rubbed and palpated them for a moment, and then slid his finger down her divide until he located her tiny anus. He momentarily withdrew one hand, licked his finger, and then placed it back on her anus. He rubbed it round and round a few times, and then pressed the ball of his finger against her puckered up anal sphincter until it yielded and his finger slipped inside. She stiffened and gasped. "You okay, little one?" he asked. "Yes, Sir. It's just that no one has ever done that to me before, so it feels strange... but I like what you're doing now. Are we going to have anal intercourse, Sir?" she asked. "That's not what I had in mind. I just wanted to play with you cute little ass, is all – they call it ass play, although there is a lot more to ass play than just fingering. Did you ever do anal with Pete?" "No, Sir. He wanted to, but I said no, so this is my first experience." "Despite the Master/slave scenario, you can say no to me too, you know. In BDSM we have what we call limits – I'll explain later. Suffice it to say, that if you really don't want to do something, no one is ever going to make you." "I want to do whatever you want to do, my Master," she replied, and he smiled as he hugged her to him and continued with his exploration and stimulation of her back passage. After a little while, he went around behind her and slipped his hand, not the one that had been fingering her ass, into the front of her shorts, and played with her vulva, labia, and clitoris. When she felt a finger search out and penetrate her vagina, she sighed deeply. He massaged her womanhood and then frigged her, gently at first, but more energetically as time went by, enjoying the visible and audible evidence of her arousal. "If you get close to orgasm, you tell me," he said. "I don't want you going off prematurely." "Yes, Sir. I'm very close, but under control – I'll tell you." Now, standing to one side of her, he had one hand down the back of her shorts and the other down the front, and was playing her like a two-handed musical instrument: forté and crescendo one moment, to excite her; lentement and dolcé the next, to arrest her upward spiral of arousal. "I'll come any minute now, Sir, if you keep doing that," she said, and he slowed his ministrations, and finally withdrew his hands, to an, 'Aww!' from her. Jake then ran his hands over her body, front and back, pausing over her boobs and manually examining them through the material of her blouse. She was not entirely flat chested, just a little under-endowed for age, with pubescent twelve-to-fourteen year old boobs, but since her body also resembled that of an early teenager in many ways, they seemed in proportion to her overall figure. They certainly turned Jake on, and that had worried him for a short time... being turned on by immature figures. As he unbuttoned her blouse he said, "I absolutely adore you boobs." Forgetting her slave manners, she came back with, "Do you really?" "I do," replied Jake, deciding to let her faux pas go through to the wicket-keeper this time. He'd save it up for a day when he just felt like putting her over his knee and spanking her bare bottom, but had no reason to do so (not that a Dominant really needs a reason). "Can I ask why, Sir?" Permission to speak was sort of implied, so he let that one go too, and she continued her question: "Most guys I know prefer big ones like Maddy's, or perfect ones like your mother's." "Who knows why something turns one person on, and not another?" he replied. "I know your boobs and body turn me on – look!" he said, indicating his stiffy, forgetting she was blindfolded. Kate and Jake Ch. 18 She didn't answer... that would have been too rude for a slave, to draw attention to her master's mistake... but she couldn't suppress a giggle. She couldn't touch it either because her arms were in bondage, tied to a skyhook. Jake immediately realised his mistake and said: "You might not be able to look, or touch, but you can feel." He slid her shorts down and instructed her to kick them off her ankles. He adjusted his height by flexing his knees, and placed his erect penis, not in her, but between her upper thighs so its topside was rubbing on her slit and clit. He then commenced 'dry fucking' her, as we used to call it in my school days of yesteryear when 'nice girls' didn't go all the way before marriage, or at least a serious commitment, but if they really loved you, they might permit dry fucking, and even enjoy it, including getting hot and bothered themselves. The dry fucking of yesteryear was usually done with the girl's pants on, but in Jake and Cassie's case it was flesh to flesh – just no penetration... yet! After getting her all worked up again, he peeled her unbuttoned shirt off, stood on the chair, slid it up the ropes, and stored it aloft, tucked into the G-clamp. He then came back to stand in front of her. She moaned as she felt his mouth lock on to her left boob, and writhed slightly as he used his tongue, lips, and teeth to advantage in giving her sensual, physical pleasure. He experienced erotic pleasure as he felt her nipple harden and grow under his tongue. He reached down and played with her pussy, and this, in conjunction with what he was doing to her breasts, sent her spiralling upwards, and out of control. "Sir, I'm going to come!" she cried out. "Quick! Stand on the chair," he said as he pulled her blindfold off and helped her up onto it. He quickly removed the cuffs and instructed her to, "Put your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck," and she obeyed with his help. This activity and momentary distraction helped prevent her premature orgasm, but she was still sky high. He reached under her bottom, found his now very rampant member, and guided it into her – into her vagina, this time... he would leave anal experimentation to another time when things were not so urgent. With her arms around his neck, and her legs locked around his waist, he arranged his arms around her hips, hands under her almost non-existent bottom, and commenced bouncing her up and down. Sometimes he would stop bouncing her, hold her still, and use his hips to thrust upwards into her with his rampant erection. She cried out, "Sir! I'm coming!" and as she gripped his neck hard with her arms, with her legs holding his body in a scissor grip, he could feel her convulsing in his arms. He let the most violent part of her orgasm pass and then, while she was still twitching, her walked over to the lounge room dining table, still deep inside her, and gently deposited her on it, on her back. She watched in awe as he started thrusting again, and her eyes were like saucers when he stiffened, arched his back, rolled his eyes, and came in her with a guttural roar. This triggered either an aftershock in her, or a continuation of her original orgasm, and they came together, enjoying each other's grunts, groans, muscle twitches, and throbbings, while hugging each other tightly... until they were finally spent. "Oh, Jake, or is it still, Sir?" she asked. "No, the play session is over and we are sweethearts again, my love." "That was unbelievable," she said. "For me too," he agreed, and then scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to his room. When they were cuddled up in bed, she asked shyly, "Why does my girlish body turn you on so much, Jake? Most guys want to play with girls with a more womanly figure." "I don't know," he replied honestly. "Every guy has his own erotic triggers. Some guys love big boobs, even the fake look – I don't. Don't get me wrong – I love Maddy's big boobs, but they are entirely natural, and fun to play with, something different, but your little titties really get me going. It's been bit of a worry for me at times." "In what way?" she asked, very interested to see what he had to say. "Well, before mum banned porn in this house, I used to search out videos with the tabs: skinny; slim hipped; small ass; long legs; flat belly; small tits; petite; and teen. You are all of those things, and the perfect fantasy for me." She laughed and said, "...and you ended up with Maddy as a fuck buddy – gorgeous, yes, but the opposite of all of those things." He chuckled and said, "Yep, but as I said before, a bit of variety is nice. I enjoy you both at differing times, for differing reasons." "And Kate is perfect – even I lust after her to a degree," giggled Cassie. "Yes, she is perfect, but she is my mother, so I can't think too deeply about her attributes, other than to be proud of having a mother like her, and that leaves me free to pursue the girl of my dreams – my skinny little teenager." "Aww, Jake," she said as she snuggled into him. "Why did you say it's been a bit of a worry for you at times?" "It's complicated," he said. "You look pretty much like you did when you were fifteen, or even younger, other than you face perhaps, which has matured a little. There are two sides to our lovemaking, Cass: one is making love to you, the person, enjoying all the love between us, and all your qualities; the other is the physical side of it, the look of you, and, at the risk of being crude, I love fucking you." "I'm glad," she said, "but why is that a worry?" "One day I found myself wondering if I had paedophilic tendencies. You are eighteen, but you look younger, and I wondered if all your pubescence charms and little-girl features appealed to me because I go for under-age girls." "You've never courted an under-age girl though," she said. "It's my good fortune that I have a guy who loves me just the way I am. You're being silly." "I know I'm not into kids... now... but it did worry me for a moment." "What convinced you otherwise?" she asked. "Well, one day I was having a sandwich on the lawns of the university with a girl in my class – a woman, really, mum's age, and another young woman came up and gave her a kiss and a hug. I must admit, I was a bit taken with the newcomer. She was tall – I estimated close to six feet – and was wearing tight jeans and fitting shirt. She had a great figure to my way of thinking – very much like yours, with the pubescent figure I like: small boobs; narrow hips; small bottom; long legs; and so on. I got quite a shock when my friend introduced her as her daughter. 'You must have started young', I said, to which she replied, 'Not at all. Unlike your mum, I was twenty three when I had Sarah. Contrary to her appearance, she is only twelve, you know, although nearly thirteen now'." "So, how did that convince you that you didn't have a fetish for young girls?" she asked cheekily. "Because, as soon as he mum told me how old she was, I saw her in a completely different light and lost all interest in her as a sexual being. As her mum said, despite appearances, she was just a kid." "As I remember it, you started groping me when I wasn't much older than thirteen," she teased. "Yes, but I was only fourteen, so it has always been normal and legal between us, and you were over seventeen when we went all the way. It seems I have a bit of a fetish for pubescent females, as long as they are of legal age and mature intellect." "I'm glad," she said as she snuggled her bottom into his lap. "You make me feel really good about myself." "Well you should," he said. "I not only love fucking you, but I also love your mind, so there!" "Oh, Jake, that was a lovely thing to say, and I want you to know I feel exactly the same way. I love you to bits, and the sex is just the icing on the cake... talking of which, I can feel something hard pressing on my back. What would you like to do about that, huh?" He chuckled and said, "We could make love, or just have sex... or... try something new." She rolled over to face him, grinned, and said, "Something new sounds interesting. What did you have in mind?" "Since you asked about it earlier on, I was wondering if you would like to try anal intercourse? We are both anal virgins, so if you aren't too grossed out by the suggestion, I could be your first, and you can be mine... but let me be quick to say you don't have to do it – no pressure – and I won't be disappointed if you say no. I've never been attracted to the idea in the past, so I don't have a hankering to do it – it's not a fetish of mine – but on the other hand, it is something neither of us have done, and it might be interesting to explore it together." "I'd explore anything and everything with you, Jake, I love you so much. I'm also curious, so let's try it, huh? I don't know anything about it. I hope you do." "Only what I have read. Mum's never done it, so she couldn't tell me about it, and Maddy is an anal virgin too." "So, if we do this then we'll know more about something than Kate or Maddy! – that'll have to be a first. They are usually our teachers and coaches. Let's do it!" she said with a cheeky grin. "Where do we start?" "From what I've read, you need lots of lube. Mum's got some very expensive stuff in a jar which is meant to be the best – much better than baby oil. It seems from what I've read and seen in videos, that it's a good idea to start off having sex, or making love, the normal way, to get me fully erect, and you very much in the mood." "I like the sound of that," she said. "You go and fetch the lube while I go to the toilet and have a shower. I want to be squeaky clean for you." "Okay, but you have a shower in the bathroom, while I have one in mum's ensuite, and I'll meet you in her room in a few minutes. I think it would be nice to do it in there on the big bed, and that's where the lube is, anyway." Less than ten minutes later they were both naked on Kate's bed, and cuddling up to one another. "I do love you, Cassie," he said, as he kissed her sweetly on her lips, while gently fingering her down below. "And I you," she replied. He kissed her all over her face, nibbled her ear, traced his tongue down her neck, and then settled down to work on her boobs with his mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned, and then asked: "Do you think my boobs are getting any bigger. Kate said they would, if they were stimulated enough. Apart from what you do to me, I have been giving them a bit of massage every day, but I'm not convinced it's having much effect." "It's not just touching your breasts that does it, Cass. You have to do this too," he said as he gave her vulva an extra rub and inserted one finger into her vagina. The breasts have to be stimulated as part of sexual arousal and orgasm, and then, from what mum says, they do respond and grow – you need some hormones to be involved, not just a massage." "You know, I never used to masturbate, but now you've told me that, I just might," she giggled. "So, you don't masturbate?' he asked. "Never used to, is what I said. Since that first mind-blowing session with you – the first one here, I mean, on our second time around, not our first disaster a year ago – I have been a bit wicked and fiddled with myself as I replayed our love making sessions in my mind." "I'm glad you've turned into a very sensual woman," he said. "So, now you have another reason to masturbate – to grow your boobs, but don't grow them too much. I like them small." They kissed and cuddled, caressed and petted each other, until she finally said, "Jake, if you don't take me soon, I'm going to burst." He smiled, positioned himself between her legs, and entered her. As always, she gasped as she felt his long, thickish, love rod stretching her vagina open as it slid all the way in. They looked into each other's eyes as he slowly fucked her. "I'm getting very high," she said, "and I know if I go off it will probably bring you with me, so how do we change to this other thing we're going to try?" "From what I've read, and seen on videos, you can do it in a number of positions: face-to-face, like we are now; or, with the girl on all fours in the doggy position; or, lying on our sides, your cute little bum in my lap; – just to mention a few." "Can we do it face-to-face, please, so we can both see what's going on, and also so we can look at each other and talk our way through it?" "Absolutely," he replied. "Let's put a pillow under your bottom to raise it up a little." He pulled out of her while getting her into position, and then, picking up the jar of lube from the bedside table, he smeared it liberally on her anus, and then started working it inside with his index finger. "That feels so good," she said, "... strange, but good – I like it." When he felt she was well lubricated in her back passage, he reinserted his cock into her vagina and started slowly thrusting. "That feels so good," she said, dreamily. "I think it might be harder to push him in the other hole, so I am just bringing him back to maximum erection, and enjoying every minute of it," he said as he looked down on her teen-like body, moving in sympathy with his, and her pretty, smiling face. Eventually, he withdrew his steel-rod-like cock and smothered it with lube from the jar. "If this hurts, tell me," he said. "I'm sure it will," she said as she looked at his erection and wondered how it was going to fit into her tightly closed little anus, "but, Jake, unless I tell you otherwise, please don't stop or hold back. I want to do this, and I'm sure, once it is all the way in, it'll be okay. I might just grizzle a bit along the way, is all." "Good girl," he said, as he poked her puckered up little anus with the engorged tip of his cock. He quickly realised that no amount of pushing was going to force his blunt cock-head into her tightly closed anal sphincter. "Bear down a little," he said, "as if you were going to the toilet. I've read that relaxes the muscles." She did, and he felt her tightly closed anus give a little, but there was no way a direct thrust was going to push his cock into her. He tried a new tack, and lay his cock in her anal divide, the underside of his cock-head resting on her anus – lying across it, rather than the full frontal attack he had been trying. As he pressed down on the top of his cock-head with his thumb, he asked her to bear down again, and they were both taken by surprise when it 'popped' inside. She gasped; he looked concerned; but she said, "Don't take it out again! Let's just rest for a moment until I get my breath back, and then take it from there." "All right then," he said, "If you're sure you're okay?" "I am," she said. "The discomfort's rapidly disappearing as I get used to having him in there." she avoided the use of the word 'pain'. It actually did hurt when he pressed it in and the girth of his rampant cock stretched her anal sphincter like it had never been stretched before. "Okay – it's comfortable now. Would you like to slide it in a little further? – very slowly, please." He did, very slowly, and she reassured him it was okay even though she was flinching from time to time as he stretched her. When he was finally all the way in, up to the hilt, so to speak, he asked: "How does it feel?" "Strange, but not unpleasant," she replied. "I feel very full, if you know what I mean – like when you want to go to the toilet." He reached over and picked up a vibrator that was sitting on the covers near the jar of lube, and handed it to her. "I don't know how true it is, but I read on a forum where some women said they hate anal; some love it; some live for it; and some never want to go back to vaginal intercourse again; that if you can bring yourself to orgasm while your partner is fucking you anally, the orgasms are very intense – but most women don't have an orgasm from anal intercourse alone. So, how about masturbating with either your fingers or the vibrator while I gently move inside you?" She smiled cheekily and said, "I'm up for that. Intense orgasms, huh?" and she proceeded to masturbate, alternating between her hand and the plastic fantastic, while Jake very carefully withdrew part of the way, and then went all the way back in again. It was a new and wonderful experience for him. He could literally get all the way in as there was no cervix to block his progress, and it also felt good because she was very tight indeed. Truth? He soon decided he preferred the feel of vaginal intercourse, but this was new, exciting, and something he would like to revisit occasionally. It wasn't lovemaking, nor was it just sex, but the sharing of a new experience, and that, in itself, made it special. She had placed a few pillows behind her upper back so she was propped up enough to have a good view of what was happening down below, and she found it to be a very erotic sight indeed; one that complimented her fingers and the vibrator in rapidly arousing her. While Jake was slowly thrusting he was also using his fingers in her vagina, when they were not in the way of what she was doing herself, and he was getting very turned on as he watched her facial expressions, her flexing six-pack, and other signs of arousal. "The full feeling has gone and turned into absolute pleasure," she managed to say in ragged speech. "You can thrust a little faster if you like," she said as she moved the vibrating plastic around her clitoris, while fingering herself with her other hand. Jake did speed up, and as he saw her grimacing and jerking on the brink of orgasm, his arousal matched hers, stroke by stroke. Finally she cried out and bucked violently as a very strong orgasm convulsed her body. He intuitively felt he didn't have to be gentle any more, and thrust faster until he came too. Still inside her, he leant forward and they kissed and hugged in the afterglow. Finally, he slowly withdrew from her, and now the anaesthetising effects of extreme sexual arousal had ebbed away, she gasped when he finally slipped out of her and her stretched anus started to come back to its normal size. "I don't know if you can see this," he said, pointing to her crotch. She struggled up to a sitting position and they both looked on in awe as a little stream of white cum trickled out of her anus and onto the towel he had laid down before they started. "Amazing!" she said. "I often get the post-coital drip after we've made love, but nothing as immediate as this." "Bear down a bit and see if you can push a little more out," he suggested. She did, and a constant stream of his love juices came out, sometimes in a thin stream and sometimes bubbling as it went. They lay in each other's arms talking about what they had just done. "What you read in that forum was spot on," she said. "That would have to be one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had." "So, you want to do it that way again, huh?" he teased. "Yes please," she replied, "but not all the time – only occasionally. When I say best orgasm, I mean that in a technical sense, like when the object of the exercise is just to have sex and give each other an orgasm. That was more intense than any vibrator orgasm, or even a manual or oral sex orgasms, but there is no substitute for making love, which is what I want to do most of the time," she concluded with a shy grin. "But it is important to keep the spark in one's sex life, so any time you feel like a bit of BDSM or anal intercourse, just do it, and I'll love it." "I can't believe you're the same girl I lost my virginity too," he said with a loving smile. "...and I can't believe you're the same guy I lost my virginity too," she said, also with a loving smile. Kate and Jake Ch. 18 "Hey!" she said, suddenly animated. "I can't wait to tell Maddy and Kate that we are no longer anal virgins!" He smiled at her exuberance and said, "What if they want to find out what it is all about?" "I'm sure they will, and if so, I expect you to do your duty and induct them into the world of anal. You have to do it, because we can't let them be hurt by some bloke who is just getting his rocks off. Also, I want to watch you do it, so you'll have to wait until we are all together, okay?" He chuckled, kissed her, and said, "You are one in a million, Cassie, and I love you very much indeed. Okay, if Maddy wants to find out what it is all about, I can show her, and you can watch, but I think you're forgetting that Kate is my mum." "Oh, yes," mused Cassie. "Hmm. Is anal the same as incest? I mean, the main reason for the incest laws is to prevent closely related people having children, but you can't get pregnant through anal intercourse, can you?" "You wouldn't mind if I had sex with my own mother?" he asked, pretending to be gobsmacked. "Not at all," she replied, "and I think you would enjoy it too, as would she." "What makes you think and say that?" he asked. "Well, Jake, you'd have to look a long time to find a young lady as gorgeous as Kate – any man would give his eye teeth to go to bed with her, so why wouldn't you enjoy it?" "I might," he admitted. "She is very sexy, indeed, but she's still my mum, and she might not feel the same way." "Rubbish!" replied Cassie. "I've seen the way she looks at you, and even when you have a hello or goodbye kiss, she puts much more into it than any other mother I know... and so do you, so there!" she said triumphantly, with a cheeky grin. "You two are made for each other, and look so good together. I'm just glad she's quite a bit older than you, and your mother – otherwise I'd have no chance." "Tell you what," he said, "if she does say she wants to try anal, and I'm the only guy she trusts to try it with, I might reconsider, but I'm not going to put the hard word on my mother, okay?" He was warming to the idea of a full-on foursome, but also mindful of his conversation with his mum and Maddy, wherein they counselled him to keep the incest a secret from Cassie, just in case he and Cassie went their own ways one day. After all, he was only nineteen (almost) and Cassie was only just eighteen, so a lot could happen over the next few years, and a secret shared is no longer a secret. He would play it by ear, and see what the other ladies in his life decided was the best thing to do. "Jake?" she said, "Do you think, if we cuddle for a while, you might be up to making love to me to finish the day off in the most perfect way?" "And, you're the girl who didn't like sex, not that long ago. It seems you are insatiable now!" "Only with you," she said. "Okay, well let's cuddle for a while and see what comes up," he replied with a grin.