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Lovers and Sluts

By: nabisco



Everyone in this story is over 18.



This was the medley relay. It was the final race of the state championship. Robbie Blake and Jason Robinson, co-captains were as ready as they were going to be. Robbie was third in the relay swimming the butterfly with Jason as anchor swimming the freestyle. They had devised their own training plan for this moment. An intense program they found on the internet. It went well beyond the off season program the coaches wanted. They didn't care both boys are goal oriented with driven personalities. They were the best in the state. They knew each other for only 3 years, but they were immediately drawn to each other by their common life experiences. It only stood to reason they would become best friends. 

Jason and Robbie were only children living with their mothers. Both boys endured nasty break ups that caused a disruption in their personal and academic lives. Jason's father abandoning his family for another women and Robbie's for another man. Both had loving mothers that dedicated their lives to their sons. Even though their mother's divorce settlement set them up comfortably for life they wanted nothing to do with men and dedicated themselves to raising their sons. The boys first met at the swim team tryouts after Jason and Donna Robinson move to town. There was no doubt they were outstanding swimmers. From the start they never tried to compete or outdo each other. They easily settled in as co-captains with one goal in mind, to win the state championship by their senior year. 

Carl the second man in the relay was approaching the wall, a full man behind the first place swimmer. As he touched, Robbie hit the water. Jason and the crowd were on their feet cheering him on. In the stands two of the loudest fans could be heard above the rest. Like their sons and because of them Claire Blake and Donna Robinson became best friends. Both women had just turned forty and would very easily be classified as MILFs. Normally this may have been a problem with the other mothers but nothing was further from the truth. Their dedication to their sons, hard work on every school fundraiser and team activity did not go unnoticed. Lastly their attitude toward men because of the bitter divorces was well known. All the husbands behaved or suffer their wrath.

As Robbie approached the wall he closed the lead to only a half a man. Jason entered the water focused and ready. The man he had to beat knew Jason. He knew at best he would try to keep pace. As they made the turn at the far wall Jason caught the lead man. Now neck in neck it came down to the final lap. As Jason approached the wall he had a comfortable half man lead. Touching the wall the state championship was theirs. The team erupted, jumping into the pool in a congratulatory frenzy. Two mothers hugged as they jumped up and down screaming. 

After the awards ceremony both mothers made their way to their sons.

Claire spoke first. 'We are so proud of the both of you!!!! You've worked so hard, congratulation.'

'Yes congratulations! We are going back to the house for a swim before we prepare for the team victory party. We'll see you at home?'

'Sure Robbie and I will come home to help with the prep. See you in a while.'

As they walked away arm in arm both sons though what was never spoken, their mothers were hot. Claire Blake was a red head with a short hair cut, 5'7", and long willowy body with perky 34b breasts. Her nipples challenged any top she wore. Donna a brunette, shoulder length hair stood 5'9'. Her body was shapely and accentuated by her 36d chest. Both women turned head where ever they went.

Back at the Robinson house Claire and Donna undressed each other as they gazed into their eyes. Even though they swore off men they needed and wanted intimacy. They both experimented with women in college. They enjoyed fulfilling each other's needs even if their preference would always be men.

Their gaze melted into soft tender kissing as their hands wander over each other's body removing clothing a piece at a time. Their kissing becomes more passionate as each article of clothing is removed until both women are fully naked and their tongues lustfully probing each other's mouths. Moving to the bed Donna lays Claire down and moves between her legs and up her body to suckle her hard erect nipples. Claire holds herself up on her elbows to offer her breast to Donna and give herself a better vantage point to watch as Donna works her tongue over her nipples. She watches as her tongue moves down her taunt tan stomach until her face is buried between her legs.

Claire pulls her knees up and spreads her legs to give Donna complete access to her sex. Her lips are swollen and open with excitement. She has been wet since the car ride home in anticipation of this intimate moment. Donna takes full advantage tonguing Claire's clitoris causing her to arch her back and thrust her hip into Donna's mouth. Donna takes her time bring Claire to near orgasm then back off to make the moment last. She knows Claire. She knows her body. Donna probes her vagina with her figures as her orgasm builds. Her fingers pump faster as Claire's body tightens. Donna is prepared for what is coming. The first time it took her by surprise. Now she waits with anticipation. Claire lets out a loud moan as she erupts. Donna backs off slightly swiftly pulling her fingers out of her vagina as the first stream of Claire's orgasm soaks her face. She opens her mouth as the second stream hits catching as much as she can. Claire's orgasm subsides as the third and forth gush spurts from her vagina.

Donna is charged as she watches her good friend trying to recover. Moving up the bed Donna offers Claire her large breast and nipples. Claire responds wantonly wanting nothing more than too pleasure. It has always been her nature, enjoying to be made to sexually pleasure her partner. Once satisfied, Donna offers her one last kiss before straddling her face. Claire reaches around Donna's leg to spread her sex wide open allowing her to insert her tongue and pulls her back over her mouth. Donna ride's Claire's face as her tongue moves in and out of her vagina licking her clitoris every other time. Donna's juices are flowing as she is about to orgasm. She grabs the back of Claire head riding her face as her orgasm soaks her. Claire loves being soaked, wet glistening with fluid and Donna loves accommodating. Claire greedily tries to get her mouth on Donna's sex wanting to lap up every drop of cum. She sucks Donna dry before allowing her to dismount. 

Both women lay next to each other caressing and kissing until they must clean up before their sons arrive.

During the car ride home the boys are starting to come down from their win. They worked for years for it and now it had come to pass. 'Hell Jason I'm sorry it's over. I mean it's great that we did it, but what do we do now.'

'Hey man, don't sweat it. The schools will be coming to recruit us. We'll have our hands full with that.'

'Yeah I just hope we don't die of boredom.'

Arriving at the Robinson's home the boys grab some drinks and head to Jason's room to play Military Combat. It always occupied their time and took their mind off everything else. After a half hour Jason hits pause. 'I need to drain the monster. Do you want another drink?'

'No I'm good for now.'

Stretching his legs Robbie wanders to the window overlooking the pool area. He stands motionless as his gaze is fixed below. 

Robbie lost in his thoughts never hears Jason enter the room as he walks up behind him. 'Hey man what are you looking at? Dude are you checking out our mothers?'

Below the two mother were sunning. Robbie's mother Claire is in a yellow string bikini. Her is body hard and firm. Her nipples hard and erect looking as if they were trying to push through the material. Unlike Claire, Donna fills out her white bikini. Her top strained to hold her chest. Her body is softer with a small waist flaring out to perfect hips and a flat stomach. Their bodies glistened from the dip in the pool they had just taken. 

'MAN, don't sneak up on me like that. I nearly jumped out of my skin.'

'Sneak up on you! You're kidding right. A bomb could have gone off and you wouldn't have heard it. You are lost in another world and you're checking out our moms!'

'OK OK calm down. You're yelling at me but you haven't taken your eye off of them. Forgetting they are our moms tell me you don't think they are HOT.'

Jason doesn't answer right away. He knows Robbie is right. He's heard the guys at school talk about their mothers. They would never be disrespectful. They knew better. But, even as a guarded compliment they made it known their mothers were MILFs.

'Yeah they are hot. It's just that I've never said it out loud before.'

'But you've thought it.'

'Yes.'

'For how long have you though they were hot'

'I guess right after we moved here. What about you?'

'Yeah right about then.' They stood for what seemed like the longest time, staring, lost in their thoughts. 'Have you ever pulled one off thinking about them?'

'WHOA DUDE! Where did that come from?'

'Come on man. We have not moved, not spoken. What exactly is going through your mind? Listen if it will make it easier, I've pulled it off think about your mom, my mom and both of them together.'

'I can't believe we are having this conversation.'

'Look outside. We are caught up in the moment. Now answer the question.'

Walking away from the window Jason grabs his controller, turns to Robbie. 'Yeah, I've beaten the meat to them. After this I'll probably do it again tonight.' Jason grabs his controller and they start playing. They never made it to the next level. They are wiped out in less than a minute. 

'Geez, good thing we didn't have this conversation before the State meet. We would have come in dead last.' Laughing Robbie goes back to the window as Jason shut down the game. No sense wasting their time. No way could they concentrate. 

Robbie turns to Jason. 'We should try to fuck them.'

'Are you losing your mind?'

'Listen, hear me out. We've both thought about it, fantasized about it. Don't tell me that your fantasy was Wham Bam Thank You Mamma. You had a fantasy. You made it plausible. It was based in some amount of reality. I did. I know you must of too. So we take the reality and see what we can do. Damn we are State Champs. We did it by finding a way, making a plan. You know, plan the work and work the plan. What's the worst that can happen; we see it's not happening and bail. What do you think?'

'I think States just ended and you're getting bored already. What if they catch on? Do you really want to have that conversation?'

'That's part of the beauty of the plan. It has to be so subtle that there is always doubt. We never ever push a situation. If anything we walk away innocent, like nothing happened.'

'Dude you've already been thinking about this haven't you?'

'Like I said you have to have some reality in every fantasy.'

'OK, so what did you have in your perverted mind?'

'We start where we always start, the internet.'

The rest of the afternoon was spent on various sites and in chat rooms to gather information on how to seduce your mother or your friend's mother. They exchanged information about their fantasies and what they knew about their mothers. When time had run out they knew and agreed to three things, they had the basis for a plan that could work, they would be more than willing to let each other bed his mother if it meant having a chance at the other's mother, and they were going to give it a try. 

The party was a success. The girl and boy's swim teams, their dates and various friends attended. The pool and hot tub was filled most of the night. Jason and Robbie started to initiate their plan. 

They acted as the hosts of the party, getting everything ready, greeting the guests, making sure everyone had whatever they needed, and were having a good time. For the first time the mothers had little to do. The sons made sure everyone pitched in cleaning up. Along with attending to the party they made sure their mothers were comfortable and never wanting for a refill of wine. Donna and Claire were enjoying the party as much as the guests. 

The boys were in the kitchen for final cleanup after the last guest had left. Donna and Claire came in to see if there was anything they could do. 'Well you boys know how to throw quite a party. Isn't there anything we can do to help?'

'Thanks mom. We couldn't have done it without you getting all the supplies. You know we pretty much have everything under control. Tell you what, why don't you ladies put your bathing suits on and meet us in the hot tub. It'll be nice to relax after all the excitement.'

'OK sounds good. We'll meet you outside.'

Jason had never referred to the mothers and 'you ladies' before. It was the first of what was to be many subtle changes in the dynamics of their relationship. 

Robbie and Jason joined their mothers in the hot tub with fresh glasses of wine. Everyone relax in a comfortable silence till Robbie started small sparks of conversation asking about their mothers plans for the weekend. It didn't take much to get them talking. The boys listen attentively asking questions that kept the conversation going and showing their genuine interest. The flow of conversation and wine drained all the stress from their mother's minds and bodies, till Claire announced, 'I think I'm getting a little overheated.'

'Hey mom why don't you just cool off in the pool.'

'Good idea Robbie. Maybe we should all take a dip.'

With that, Jason climbs out of the hot tub and offers Claire assistance. They walk hand in hand as they descend the steps and take the plunge. 

Robbie watches then turns his attention to his friend's mother. Donna is still watching as her son and friend make their way to the pool. Robbie can't be sure but it almost looked as if there is a little jealousy in her glare. Standing he extends his hand. 'Let's join them.'

'Sure why not.'

Donna wraps her arm around Robbie's shoulder holding him close, her breast rubbing against his side as they make their way to the pool. Once inside bodies start to cool. Taking the lead Jason looks at Robbie, 'Hey lets have some chicken fights. We missed out on them during the party.'

'I don't know boys. Chicken fights, I haven't done that since...'

'Then it long overdue'. Jason moves towards his mother. Standing her up he turns her around and dips underwater. With a hand on the inside of each of her thighs a foot below her crotch he spreads her legs. Startled by his actions Donna has no time to really think about it before Jason move his head between her legs and lifts her out of the water perched on his shoulders. 

'Come on mom it's your turn.' Reaching out Robbie pulls his mother towards him and follows suit. His head presses along his mothers crotch on his way to putting her on his shoulders. 'Let the fights begin!! Best two out of three.'

Maybe it was the wine or the fun of the moment but both mothers embraced the game. Pulling, pushing, screaming, laughing a friendly cat fight was underway and the boys enjoyed watching from their vantage point. The first game went to the Robinsons. The second game went to the Blake's. The rubber match pursued. Finally the contest was decided. Jason losing his footing spun around. His face planted firmly between his mother's legs for what seemed like the longest time but the reality only a few seconds. He rose from the water to see Robbie with his mother on his shoulders her arm extended in victory. Suddenly both their mouths hung open as their eyes bugled in amazement. Jason turn to see his mother emerge from the water face covered with wet hair. Her right breast exposed for all to see. Her breast and nipple were large and hung slightly. Any girl or women would have wanted a pair exactly like them. Claire's surprise changed to uncontrollable laughter as the boys ogled Donna with open mouths. 

Trying to push the hair from her face, 'I guess you guys won.'

'Well Donna I think both our son's are sharing the prize.'

'What do you mean...OH MY GOD!' Donna covered herself up as she turns her back to them and put her breast back in her top. 'Well I think my chicken fight days are over, at least for tonight. They all agree as they exit the pool, dried off and got ready to call it a night. 

Everyone has retired to their bedrooms for a well deserved night's sleep. Donna lays awake still feeling the sensation of her son's hand spreading her legs apart. She knows it was innocent enough but no man has touched her there for the longest time. She has not felt that strong but gentle touch. It lingered as she drifted to sleep. 

Jason and Robbie pleasured themselves to the sight of Donna standing in the pool wet and exposed. The plan further charges their arousal. They agreed that tonight showed them their plan was more the possible. 

Claire also pleasured herself thinking of Donna. Although for some reason the thought of Donna's son Jason flashes in and out of her mind. She dismisses it to the events of the evening. 

Over the next few weeks the plan develops, plan the work, and work the plan. While the goal is the same the approach for each son is slightly different. It had to be. No two relationships are exactly the same. Jason Robinson spends more time the ever before at home. He has taken on the manly duties of keeping the house in good repair, making many improvements. He spent a good deal of time helping his mother with one of her favorite past times, the gardening. She becomes so appreciative of his hard work and dedication long hugs and affectionate kisses on the check to express her gratitude for her son's help start to become common place. In this regard they slip into acting more like husband and wife then mother and son. 

No one can say how it all started but many of the days spent outside ended with fights over control of the water hose, each one trying to soak the other. Both would end up wet and cooled off but not before wrestling on the grass for control. Though Donna would never admit it to herself she enjoyed and looked forwarded to the strong physical contact. After all it was just innocent fun. Wasn't it? 

Claire's interests were more directed towards art, decorating and design. Robbie would find art galleries, antique stores and exhibitions in the area. Many days and hours were spent driving through the country side looking of a perfect piece for the house or resale. Many hours in an afternoon spent in comfortable silence holding hands while viewing a single painting from one of the masters. Many a night after a long day of driving the country side would end with take out in the family room and falling asleep lying on the couch with each other while watching TV. Claire could not bear the thought of not having Robbie around to share these moments. 

Robbie took an interest in his father's digital camera. Claire encouraged him to take a few courses at the local Community College and would help him with his projects. One day Robbie called home. 'Mom, I'm on my way to photography class and I left my assignment at home. Do you think you could bring it to the school?'

Claire was more than willing to help. 'You know I will Robbie. Where is it?'

'Look in the top right hand draw in my desk. It's in a brown envelope marked assignment four. Class doesn't start for a hour so don't rush. Thanks, you're the best. Bye.'

'Bye.' The best, no one has told her that for the longest time. Claire felt warm inside. She hurried up the stairs and into Robbie's room. The envelope was right where he said. She was about to close the draw when her she saw the magazine. Putting the envelope down she picks it up only to see a second one, MILFs, and Hot Mature Women. Thumbing through the pages Claire viewed pictures of older women posing in various states of undress, some artistic, some pornographic. There were dog eared pages, all of women with long willowy body with small perky breasts. The all resembled her in one way or another. Claire felt bothered and excited at the same time. She quickly put them back in the draw. She grabs the envelope and leaves for the college. The pictures of the women continue to flashing in her mind. Her imagination slips to images of her son looking at the same pictures. Women that looked like his mother undoubtedly enjoying what he sees. She needed some time to digest all these thoughts.


Lovers and Sluts



Robbie sees his mother standing by her car in the parking lot with the envelope in her hand. There is a slightly odd look on her face. He knows she's seen the magazines. After all that was the plan. 'Mom thanks for bringing the assignment. You're a life saver. Are you OK?'

Holding out the envelope her hands slightly trembling, 'Sure, I'm OK. Why would you ask?'

'I don't know you look a little rattled or something. Are you sure you're OK? I wouldn't have asked you to come if I thought you were not feeling well.'

'No I'm fine, really.'

Stepping closer Robbie pulls his mother to him and holds her in a warm embrace. Gently he whispers in her ear. 'I worry about you. I love you. I don't want anything to happen to you.'

Claire cannot control her increased trembling. 'Maybe I should go home and lay down.' 

'I'll come right home after class to take care of you. Drive carefully.' Robbie kisses his mother softly and quickly on the lips, turns and leaves for class. 

Claire's legs are weak. As she gets back into the car she becomes aware that she is aroused. More than arouses she is wet. Her head is spinning. What just happened, nothing really? She is slightly overwhelmed with her find and her son's concern for her condition. Is her mind playing tricks on her? The thought that her son is attracted to her...well not her but women who look similar to her. Claire rushes home to go to her bed but, not to relax. She strips. Her orgasm comes quick as her fingers work her pussy. Visions of Robbie looking through his magazine, pleasuring himself flash through her mind. But it is her face on the body of all the pictures he is looking at. Claire explodes as she gushes, two, three, four streams of cum over her bed. Tears swell from her eyes. Her incestuous fantasy has give her the largest orgasm she can remember but with a mix of guilt and pleasure. Her eyes close as she drifts into a deep sleep. 

Robbie arrives home several hours later. The house is silent. Quietly he makes his way up stairs to find his mother's bedroom door slightly ajar. Pushing it open just enough to look in he see his mother lying naked on her bed. She is sound asleep. The room has a smell he has experienced only a few times with past girl friends. A knowing, satisfying smile grows on his face as he closes the door. Robbie goes to his room and masturbates to the image he's just seen. Later he calls Jason to discuss their progress. 

Three quarters of the summer is done. The relationship of the two families has changed. It seemed so natural. That no one ever questioned what it had developed into. Really, no one was pursuing anyone. Were they?

Donna as her custom was starting a load of laundry before going outside to work in the yard with Jason. She began separating the whites from the darks when she grabbed a wet face towel. 'How many times have I told him not to put wet towels in with the dirty laundry?' She stared at her hand. She was holding a pair of her black silk panties. They were soaked. The quantity of fluid moistens her hand. The aroma that filled the room was unmistakable. It had been quite some time since she smelled cum. It's a musky aroma that she's always enjoyed. She enjoyed everything about it, the smell, and the taste. She always loved giving blowjobs for the treat of a man's cum. Suddenly, she's snapped out of her trance. Quick she throws the panties into the washing machine. Picking up a pair of jeans she is about to wipe off her hand, but hesitates. Slowly and almost uncontrollably Donna brings her hand to her face to again smell the aroma. She inhales deeply. Her eyes close as her fingers touch her lips wetting them with his fluid. Her tongue licks clean those same lips tasting the salty fluid. The sound of a lawn mower starting startles Donna back to her senses. Quickly she readies the wash and goes outside. 

The first sight she sees is Jason in only a pair of shorts body glistening from sweat as he pushed the mower. She realizes she still has his taste in her mouth. 'My god, what just happened.' She quickly decides that nothing should be mentioned. What would she say? 'I know you use my panties to masturbate. You know you shouldn't use your mother's panties. Oh by the way it's been so long since I've tasted a man I decided to try some.' No, nothing would be said. 

As the weeks went on Donna continued to find her panties used by her son. Still she said nothing. How could she when she would wait in anticipation of a new pair. Each time it would be the same, the aroma, and the taste. It escalated. She would take them into her room as not to get caught. She would lick her tongue over the salty fabric while her fingers played with her pussy. Then one day when she found what seemed like a freshly used pair she put them on and wore them for the day. What was happening to her? She kept convincing herself that it was an innocent pleasure she deserved, even if slightly perverted. 

It had been a long day and both Jason and Donna were spent. Jason showered and went for takeout. Donna showered and got ready to spend a quite comfortable night. Jason was picking up a movie, a chick flick. He always let Donna chose the movie. It's just another thing about her son that made her love him even more. She wore the panties she found in the wash. They were still damp. She pulled the wet crotch between her pussy lips. She rubs herself wanting a quick orgasm when she heard the front door open. Donna quickly dresses in light cotton pajama bottoms and an oversize tee shirt. 

After finishing their dinner they scatter their many throw pillows on the family room floor and lay next to each other as has become their custom. Jason rolls on his side and spoons his mother as the movie starts. Half way through the movie Donna heard the familiar deep breathing of a sleeping person. She smiles. He tries so hard to enjoy the movies as much as she does. Though, more times than not he is sleeping before the end. Still he is always willing to watch whatever she picks, insisting he really enjoyed it if for no other reason than to please her. Donna takes his arm and pulls it around her as she presses closer to him. 

The movie is nearing the end when Donna becomes aware of something behind her. Jason has an erection that is growing larger and it is pressing between the cheeks of her ass. She thinks about waking him or moving but she lay still as a shiver goes through her body. Try as she will the growing excitement she feels doesn't allow Donna to concentrate on the movie. She struggles trying to control her feelings but does not wanting to move away. 

She slowly slips her hand down to her crotch as not to wake her son. Her lips are swollen as her hand explores the wet place between her legs. Her hand moves in small circles as she ever so slightly pushes on her son's erection. 

Jason has been awake all along. Faking sleep was not as difficult as controlling the time to become erect. Waiting long enough to make it seem innocent and real took all the concentration he could muster. Now the stage was set and his mother was reacting as he had hoped. He couldn't move. He wouldn't let on that he was enjoying this moment as much or even more then his mother. He would move when the time was right.

Donna continued to rub her clit through the thin layer of cotton pajamas and cum soaked panties. Thinking how those same panties were soaked only tonight with his cum. The same cum that came from the rather thick cock pressed between her ass checks. What was she doing? She had to stop. She was so close. She only needed a little more, one more small push against his erection. Just about there...oh god...

Jason suddenly sits up. 'Oh geez, I'm sorry mom.'

Not looking back Donna is frozen in place her hand still between her legs. 'Nooo, no son it's my fault.'

'What are you talking about? I'm the one who fell asleep. I'm sorry I didn't make it through another movie. God I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back.' 

Jason gets to his feet and leaves the room. Donna though sexually charged moves her hand away from between her legs and sits up. 'Oh god, what was I thinking. He never even realized what was happening. What was happening?' Donna felt out of control. She couldn't blame Jason for anything that just happened. She could have stop it a number of ways but didn't. She was a woman in need and at the moment she needed the warmth and touch of her son. She needed to sort this out. Talk this through. 

Later Jason hug and kissed his mother good night as she entered her bedroom. Donna laid in bed unable to sleep. She knew what needed to be done even though she resisted. Quickly removing her panties both hand went to her pussy. She pulled her knees up as one hand rubbed her clit and the fingers of her other hand entered her vagina. The sensation of her son erection pressed between her ass checks remained a physical and mental sensation. Her fingers work faster and harder with images of her sons cock moving from her ass cheeks to between her legs as he enters her. She lets out a loud moan as her climax erupts causing her body to shake and convulse uncontrollably. She is temporary satisfied and will be able to sleep. 

Outside her door Jason listens stroking his cock.

The next morning Clair picks up the phone. 

'Hello.'

'Good morning. What are you doing? Is Robbie out with Jason?'

'Well good morning to you. I'm just about to take a shower and yes Robbie is out with Jason. He said something about the beach.' What's up with you? Is everything alright?'

'Take your shower I'll be right over' Donna hangs up the phone. 

Claire looks at the receive trying to understand what is up with her friend. She'll find out soon enough. She unlocks the front door and goes to the shower. The steamy hot water feels wonderful. Claire takes extra time. Something she hasn't been able to do for awhile. Stepping out of the shower she quickly dries her hair. Wrapping a towel around herself she enters her bedroom to find Donna standing naked waiting. 

Before Claire can even react Donna has removed her towel and kissing her passionately lowers her to the floor. Donna is all over Claire hands wandering all over her body finding their way between her legs. Fingering her pussy hard and deep as her tongue continues to probe her mouth. Once Claire is panting and bucking her hips Donna's mouth finds her clit she bring her to near orgasm then stops. Claire is having trouble catching her breath. 'Why did she stop?'

Donna crawls to her purse as she tells Claire to stand up. Obediently she complies. Donna take the strap on out as she move back to her good friend.

'God, Donna what has gotten into you? We haven't used 'Mr. Big' in a long time.'

Donna straps it on Claire. 'Nothing has gotten into me lately. That is what this is for. If you want me to finish you off you're going to fuck me with an inch on my life.' Donna grabs the long cock and takes it deep in her mouth. Saliva flowing as she gags herself she make the cock wet and slippery. With her pussy and the cock dripping she turns over, on her knees, face on the rug, ass in the air, and legs spread. She is waiting to be taken. 

Claire looks down at her friend, exposed and ready. Like a bitch in heat, begging to be fucked. If that is what she wants Claire is going to fuck her till she begs her to stop. Lower herself behind Donna she is amazed at how easily the large dildo slips in. She starts to thrust her hips as she rocks Donna back and forth, the slapping of their bodies echoes through the room. Claire continues to fuck her hard and fast as Donna hand finds her clit. 

'Oh god, FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! You know I want it as bad as you! I DON'T CARE ANYMORE FUCK ME. AHHHHHHH.' Donna's body starts to shake uncontrollably as her orgasms gushing for the first time in her life. 

Claire pulls out. Standing she removes the strap on and grabs the towel. Rolling Donna on her back she spread the towel under her head. The fuck session has put Claire at the edge. Kneeling, she straddles Donna's face. Hand on her clit she grab Donna's hand and inserts two of her fingers into her vagina. Donna with barely enough strength fingers her friend as she brings herself to orgasm. Gushing streams of cum she soaks her friends face. She has never done anything like this to someone before but the sense of power after fucking her to orgasm made it feel right. Looking down she see the last gush hit Donna's face as she fights for air. Finally, her orgasm subsides. 

'My god what got into you? I've never seen you like this before.' Donna wave her hand dismissively as Claire dismounts. 

'No, no Donna what is going on?'

'Oh god, I don't know what to say. You'll think I'm either crazy or sick.'

'After what just happened I do think you are a pretty crazy bitch but not in a bad way.' Claire starts to laugh breaking the tension. 

Wiping her face with the towel Donna turns to Claire. 'It's Jason.'

'Jason, what about Jason.'

Donna tells Claire all about the panties, last night and her feelings about her own son. 'I was so charged up just getting myself off wasn't enough.' Claire starts to laugh. 

'What's so funny, for god sakes? This is serious.'

'No I know it is, it's just that here you are telling me you think you're crazy or sick when...well...I...I have my own issues.'

'OK now what are you talking about.' Claire tells Donna about the magazines with the pictures of women that resembled her, and her own masturbation sessions fantasying about her son.

'Well I don't think Jason is thinking about me. The problem is I'm thinking about him.'

'Really Donna? You don't think so. Let me ask you a question. All of the panties you've been finding, were they freshly washed or used.'

'Oh...well, they're used.'

'I guess that's as close as he could get to your pussy.'

'Claire, we have to control the situation, ourselves. They may think they want us but, I think we want them more. God I need a man and a cock.' 

'Well that's easily gotten.'

'No way, no way am I having a bunch of one night stands. And there isn't a man around that is eligible. No we just can't let this go any further.'

'Well that may be a problem.'

'What do you mean? What problem?

'It started so innocent and well if it weren't for you I might have fucked Robbie.'

'What do you mean if it wasn't for me? What the hell happened?'

'OK, last week, the night we went to dinner with the woman's club I see Robbie's car parked in Janet Simmons driveway. I have no idea what's going on but, I figure I'll find out when Robbie gets home. I shower and get ready for later. I hear Robbie downstairs. So I go to see what's going on...'

'Hi mom, you look really nice.'

'Thanks Robbie. What were you doing at Mrs. Simmons's house?'

'They are thinking of selling their house on their own. She's seen me around taking pictures and asked if I would take some of the house to put on the web.' 

'Wow that's great. I guessed you're now published. Can I see them?'

'Sure. I wouldn't say I was published. When you're done I need to down load them and email them to Mrs. Simmons.'

'Robbie, these are very good.' As Claire pages through the pictures, Janet Simmons start to appear in the pictures. Then Janet becomes the focus of the pictures. Janet has always been a flirt. Each picture was a little more risqué then the last. Poses became, leggy, then cleavage. Her blouse slightly unbuttoned and a lace bra exposed. 'Robbie what is going on with these pictures of Mrs. Simmons?

'Oh that. Well I don't know, she wanted some pictures for her husband and well I've wanted to shoot a live model. One thing led to another and well...'

'Well I don't think I approve. She should know better.'

'Take it easy. There only pictures for her husband. The opportunity was there. It seemed okay. I've wanted to do it for a long time and there is no one to ask. I was thinking of asking you but, I felt kind of funny about it.'

'Me? You wanted to do a photo shoot with me.'

'Sure, why not you're beautiful. You look great all dressed up. Let me take a couple of you right now. Come on let go into the family room the late noon lighting should be just right.' 

'Robbie I don't know.' Robbie grabs his mother's hand and leads her to the family room in tow. This is a unplanned opportunity that he can't pass up. 

'OK now stand by the fire place. Turn slightly, great. Now hands on your hips, good. Let's put some music on to set a mood.' 

Claire waits nervously. She is so willing to pose for her son she can think of nothing else. The pictures of the women he has been looking at for the last few months flash through her mind. 

'OK, we're set. OK now squat down and put your hands on your knees. Good, look away from the camera. Yes, very artsy and hot at the same time. God, I love that pleated mini skirt you have on. Tell you what sit on the couch. Good now spread your leg and push the skirt between your legs. OK lean forward a little.'

'Like this? Is this what you want?'

Yes perfect, great! Could you undo a few top buttons on your blouse to show some of your bra like Mrs. Simmons?'

'I don't know. I'm not as big as Janet. And I'm not wearing a bra.'

'Listen you are a hundred times better looking the Mrs. Simmons. No bra will look hotter.'

The reality was Claire would take her top off if asked. She needed to feel as if she had some control. She would oblige. She would do whatever was asked to please him. 

'You think so?'

'God, yes!'

Her hands trembled as she started to unbutton her blouse. She knew how wet she had become and feared she would leak through her panties at any moment. One, two three buttons, Claire kept going till there were only two buttons left. Spreading her legs she struck the same pose. Leaning forward a hint of her nipples were exposed while the rest poked through the material like erases. 

'Fantastic! You are incredible! Are you ready for the next pose?'

'Sure whatever you want. You're the photographer.'

'OK, so you not embarrassed, you can turn around. Take off the blouse. Then cover your... err...breasts with your hands then face me.'

Claire did as she was told. All the time wanting to show him her body and he worrying about her embarrassment. She wanted to take him in her arms.

'Good now face me.' Soooo, hot! Could we do the same shot in just your panties?'

Claire didn't hesitate. Lower her hands she freed her breasts, firm hard, nipples pointing accursedly at her son. Her hands reached behind her to unzip her skirt. It fell to her feet. She stepped out of the bunched skirt. Standing in her heels and panties her hand cupped her breasts as she stared into the camera. The bulge in her son's pant could not be ignored. 

She knew what was coming. She ached to take her panties off. Stand naked for her son. Expose herself totally. Allow him to have his way with her. The shutter clicked and the ring of the phone shattered the sexual tension in the room like a brick through a plate glass window. Two rings, three rings, Claire gathers herself and runs to the phone. 

'Hi Claire, listen I could only get reservations for 5:30. Can you be ready earlier?'

'Oh, yeah, sure I can be ready.'

'Great, come right over. We can all have a couple of drinks at the bar. See you in a few.'

By the time Claire hangs up the phone Robbie has gone up to his room. Claire dresses. Goes to the bar and chugs a stiff drink. She stands there composing herself think of what was about to happen. What she thought was going to happen. A second drink before she goes to her room to change her panties. 

She goes to Robbie's room before she leaves. 'Hey mom, these pictures came out great. I'll print them off and leave them in your bedroom for you to look at when you get home. Have a great time and say hello to Mrs. Robinson.'




Lovers and Sluts



'Robbie, I...'

'What mom?'

'I love you very much.'

Robbie stands and walks to him mother. He hugs her tightly. 'Mom I love you! I love you so much sometimes it hurts. Now go and have a good time.' He pulls back slightly to look into her eyes. Claire stands on her toes and presses her lips to his in a soft, wet, loving kiss. Then she turns and leaves. 

Claire walks unsteadily to the car. Robbie calls Jason to tell him the events of the afternoon then masturbates several times to the photo of his mother. 

'I don't know Donna. I almost can't be in the same room with him without getting wet. I try to control myself but no one has made me feel like he has, not even his father.'

'I know. I'm always horny having him around. I try to masturbate thinking of anyone else, but Jason ends up creeping into my fantasy. I've given up trying to fight it. Oh my god Claire what are we going to do?' 

'I don't know. I do know if the dam ever breaks I won't be able to hold back.'

'Do they want us as much as we want them?'

'I would like to think so. You have to promise if something does happen you're going to tell me right away.'

'Right away, why the sense of urgency?'

'If you give in to your desires I'm going to be right behind you.'

'Look I think we should just keep the status quo. Don't do anything different till we sort everything out. Now, we have each other for support. If things get a little crazy we call. Agreed?'

'I guess you're right, for now. I just hope we don't wear Mr. Big out. Now strap him on. It's your turn to give me a good fucking.'

The sexual tension does not subside. If anything it is growing stronger. The boys increase the innocent physical contact with longer hugs and caresses, and soft hello, good bye and thank you kisses on the lips. They have stuck to the plan. The mothers try to cope with their desires by satisfying each other. Their exchange of new and heighten fantasies about their sons fuel their desires. Each meeting is the same. They are quickly naked recounting the encounters with their sons, their masturbation fantasies, and then 'Mr. Big'. Taking turns pound each other's pussies, at times calling out their son's name. The release is complete though temporary. Less time elapses before they need to meet again. 

Jason enters the kitchen. He hasn't been this excited since the State race. 'Hey mom.'

'Jason what's got you so excited?'

You know I've been helping Mr. Jones at the school pool in my spare time. Well he wanted to thank me for volunteering. So he is going to let us have his lake house for the week. The place is great. Remember he took the swim team there last summer. It's private spot on the lake and has plenty of room.'

She would be alone with her son for a week at a private lake house. Donna immediately became nervous. 'That's great Jason, but...'

'No buts! It will be great. We haven't been away all summer and besides I told Robbie and he already asked his mom. She said she'd go if you did. Come on mom!'

Claire would be there! 'OK when do we leave?' 

'Sunday afternoon.'

'Well we have a lot to do to get ready. You'll have to help.'

Jason approaches his mother. He holds her tight. 'You know you never have to ask for my help. I'll always be there for you, always.' He leans in and softly kisses his mothers lips lingering longer than ever before. Donna accepts his affection. She is ready to part her lips and offer her tongue just as Justin breaks their kiss. Looking deep into her eye, 'I love you. I always will. I'll go call Robbie to give him the good news.'

Jason goes to his room to call Robbie. Donna only thoughts are 'Thank god Claire will be there'. 

Up in his room Jason and Robbie plan the last phase. They talk about the number of times they could have seduced their mothers but stopped wanting it to be them to initiate the final act. 

'Man they are as ready as they are going to be. This better work because I'm starting to climb the walls. I don't think I can hold out much longer. How hard was it to get Mr. Jones to let you use the house?'

'Not hard. I told him how our moms really needed the time off and we wouldn't see them much after we left for college. Besides being the first State Champs the school had he was more than happy to let us have it. Listen it's going to work. And if it doesn't, well then all bets off. You can press the issue when we come back.'

' Make sure you tell your mom to pack some going out clothes. We can hit a couple of the restaurants. Getting them dressed up will go well with the plan. Now what else do we need?'

They arrived at the lake house late Sunday afternoon. The house was everything the boys said it would be, large and rustic. Each mother had a master suite with their own bathroom. The boys share the spacious third bedroom. It was open and airy with a large kitchen, dining area and living room with a fire place. They had their own dock and small boat. It was perfect. 

After unpacking they had burgers and called it an early night. 

Jason and Robbie anxiously talked about the next steps. 'OK man how are we going to do it?'

'We make this happen tomorrow night. I figure we spend the day tanning, swimming, maybe a boat ride, and then we go out to dinner. We'll go to that Italian restaurant across the lake. There's a bar so they can have a couple of cocktails. As always we take charge to make sure they know we are doing our best to see that they are have a good time. Then we come back here and more cocktails. Ask them to let us have some drinks since we are in for the night.'

'OK, I figure it's going to be more of a challenge with both of them here but if we can get them going...maybe somehow separate them. Get them alone. See if we can get things rolling.'

'Let's try to get some sleep. Tomorrow's a big day.'

The next day goes perfectly. The day is sunny and warm. The day is spent lounging on the dock sunning and taking dips in the lake. The boys offer to rub sunscreen on their mothers. They put up little resistance. Lying on their stomachs from their neck and shoulders down to their manicured toes slowly, sensually the take their time rubbing every inch of exposed skin, working the lotion. Both mothers are wet trying to control their breathing as not to let on to their arousal. Finally, it ends. 

The next sound is the boys hitting the water. They swim out to the raft partially to cool off but mostly so their mothers don't see their raging erection. Claire raises herself to see the boys swimming away. 'Donna how are we going to make it through a week!?' There is no answer.

'Donna!' 

Finally Donna turns her head to look at Claire. 'I don't know if I want to. Let's not talk about it. I just want to be quite.' 

It was late in the afternoon and everyone was starting to get ready for dinner. The boys poured the mothers a glass of wine before they went up for a shower. While the boys waited for their mothers Jason tells Robbie about his encounter with his mother. 

'So, mom and I are in the kitchen getting drink for everyone. Just before we are about to go back outside, she comes up behind me and...'

'Jason.'

'Geez mom I didn't know you were right behind me.' Turning his mother is looking into his eyes. 

'Jason, I wanted to tell you how much I love you.'

'I love you to mom.'

Looking down, 'No I don't think you understand or maybe you do, I don't know. I've been so confused lately. But I do know I want to make this a special week, a week that we will never forget. You won't think badly if I try to do that, will you?'

'Mom, I told you I love you. I will always love you no matter what. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else.' 

'Oh Jason,' Donna presses her body against her son's. She rises on her toes as her slightly parted lips meet her son's. Her hands reach out holding his hips as their tongues lightly touch sending sparks through their bodies. Parting Donna looks deeply into her son's eyes. 'Tell me again that you love me.'

'I love you more than anything.' They kiss again before going back outside. 

'I tell you man it wasn't like anytime we were along together. She had this calm about her. It was like a burden was lifted off her shoulders. What are you grinning at?'

'It's going to happen! I know it. When you were inside my mother want more sunscreen. She was on her stomach with her legs spread. I was rubbing the insides of her thighs so close to her pussy that...'

'Alright we're ready. We hope we didn't make you wait to long.'

The boys snapped out of their conversation to look up and see two hot women. Claire wore gray cuffed short shorts, black spaghetti strap top that hugged her firm body and four inch heels. Donna walk in behind Claire in a black mini skirt, white cotton dress shirt with enough buttons opened to show an ample amount of cleavage. She also wore heals. 'Well should we get going?'

Robbie was the first to respond. 'Sure, I'll drive since you've had something to drink.' He takes his mother's hand and walks her to the care. Jason and Donna follow arm in arm. 

Dinner is everything everyone expected. Jason orders a bottle of wine for the women. There is a piano player entertaining the dinners and bar patrons with light romantic music. As few guests dance slowly. The entire restaurant seem relax and having a good time. 

Robbie excuses himself. Walking to the bar he waits momentarily to ask directions to the men's room. That was all the time needed for one of the three cougars to start flirting. Jason caught somewhat off guard engages in conversation trying to understand what she wants. Before he realizes what is happening she is holding his hand as she move closer. Robbie smiles at her. Then he said something that makes her laugh. She releases his hand and points to the men's room. None of Robbie's encounter went unnoticed. 

Returning to the table Claire looks at her son. 'What was that all about?'

'What?'

'What was going on with that woman?'

Robbie starts to quietly laugh. 'Well, I guess she was hitting on me.'

'What she's old enough to be your...grandmother. What did you say to her?'

'I told her I already had a date and she was beautiful and quite the jealous type. She told me how lucky my date was and to look her up if you ever dump me.' Robbie's laughter increases. 'Then I ask her were the bathroom was. That was it.' 

Claire emotions are getting the best of her. She is Jealous but how can she express it. She sits quite not knowing what to say or do. Robbie sees what is happening and seizes the situation. Standing he walks behind her. Leaning over, Robbie whispers in her ear. 'I've want to dance with you and hold you close all night. Come dance with me.' He pulls out her chair as she rises and leads her to the dance floor.

Donna and Jason look at each other as the couple leave. 'I don't want you going over to that bar'

'Why would I? Everything I've ever wanted is right here. Do you want to dance with me?' 

'Yes.'

The ride home is quiet and peaceful. Arriving back at the cabin the Robbie lights a small fire to take the evening chill out of the air as Jason pours the mothers a glass of wine. 'Is it alright if we have a glass since we are in for the evening?'

'It's OK with me if it's OK with Claire.'

'Sure, they can have a glass or two. Robbie did you look at the pictures you took today?'

'Yeah, we looked at them while you were getting ready to go out. Here check them out.'

Robbie hands Claire the camera as the women get comfortable on the couch. The pictures are rather good, showing off the cabin, lake and surrounding. There are pictures of each of the boys. There are also pictures of the mothers sunning, lying on their backs and stomachs. It is obvious all the picture of the mothers are candid pictures. The pictures of them as the stood on the lake raft, wet and glistening from the swim were erotic. 'Robbie when did you take these of us on the raft?'

'Well I took them today.'

'I know that! I meant...their...'

'Don't you like them? I thought you and Mrs. Robinson look great.'

'Your right Robbie you made your mom and me look like swim suit models. You're very talented. Since you're documenting the entire week you should take some pictures of us all dressed up.'

Claire turns and looks at Donna. Her last photo session flashes through her mind. Donna looks back at Claire. 'It'll be fun Claire. We'll be just like fashion models. What should we do Robbie?'

'OK, Mrs. Robinson you and mom stand in front of the fire place.'

'Robbie, don't you think you should call us by our first names since we are going to be your models.'

'OK, sure Mrs. Rob...Donna. Jason, help me get some lighting. OK now just relax. The pictures from this afternoon were so good because you were acting naturally. Just let go and relax.'

The mothers struck poses as Robbie snapped one picture after another. Unknown to each other everyone's hearts were beating hard. 'Great, put your arms around each other. Good, now face each other and hug as you look at the camera. That is fantastic.'

The feel of pressing against each other and the sexual electricity was rapidly having it effect on the women. The boys were not immune from the situation. Without speaking both knew this was the moment they had planned for. 

'OK, now look at each other. Perfect! Do you want to do something a little erotic?'

'You're the photographer, right Claire?'

She gazes into Donnas' eyes as she had done so many times in the past. 'Yes you're the photographer; just tell us what to do.'

'Yes tell us what to do, Robbie.'

The boys can hardly catch their breath as Robbie takes control. 'Lean forward and touch your lips like the start of a kiss, click.' The women hold their soft wet kiss. Their hands involuntarily move over each other's bodies. 'You want to do some lingerie photos?'

Slowly breaking their kiss both women tells each other with their eyes that they will not resist their desires. 'Just tell us what to do Robbie.'

'OK move in front of the couch. Well...now...ugh...'

Donna turns to the boys. 'Should we take off our clothes?'

'Yes, I guess that's what we need for a lingerie session.'

'Is that what we should do Jason, take off our clothes?'

Jason swallows hard. 'Yes.'

Donna faces Claire again. 'Claire you're not wearing a bra.'

Claire's chest is heaving as she is trying to control herself. 'It's OK, I don't care.'

'You don't care or don't mind.'

Why was Donna teasing her so? She was purposely pushing her to the edge. 'I don't mind and I don't care.'

'Well then I should take my bra off. We should make it even.'

The women slowly undress each other as they have done so many times in the past. Click, click as Claire's short fall to the floor. Click; click as Donnas' shirt is tossed across the room. Click; click as Donna kicks her skirt aside. Never losing their gaze into each other's eye, as if to give each other support and approval for what they are doing Donna remove her bra as Claire pulls her top over her head. Claire's nipples are hard and extended. Donnas' large breasts hang slightly, her inviting nipples sitting high. 

'OK, now give me that hugging, kissing pose, unbelievably erotic. OK now turn away from the camera and put your arms around each other.'

As the mother's turn Robbie motions to Jason to take off his shirt. 'OK, let's add another dimension to the next shot. Face me and Jason stand between them.'

As both women turn they see Jason walking towards them bare from the waist up. Neither woman knows how much longer they can continue this charade. 

'Good, now Jason, look directly into the camera. I want each of you to look right at him with your arm around him, click. OK, Mrs. Rob...Donna kneel down next to Jason and put your hands on his leg. Good keep looking at him. Jason and mo...Claire look at each other, click. OK same pose. Everyone relax. Claire I want you to give Jason a kiss.'

There is no hesitation. Claire's lips meet Jason's mouth. Her mouth is open and her tongue is searching for his. They are locked passionately as the camera clicks away. Donna is torn between her son's erection inches away from her face and her best friend losing herself in her son's mouth, click. 

'OK, ladies switch positions. Claire!' 

Jason eases Claire away from his mouth and down to her knees. His mother is already standing staring into his eyes as he turns his face to her, click. 

'OK how about the kissing shot again.'

There is the slightest hesitation wanting to ensure what was about to happen was real. Jason wraps his arm around Donnas' waist and pulls her to him as her arm go around his neck. Their kiss is soft, wet, deep, and passionate. Their bodies are on fire. 

Claire glances at mother and son, then back to the package in front of her. She reaches out to undo Jason's pants to let out the erection that is begging to be released. The camera stops clicking. There is no need for instruction as his mother guides his friends cock into her mouth while mother and son are lost in each other's mouths. Robbie undresses and stands next to Donna. He reaches out placing one hand inside her thigh as the other cups her breast. She is brought back to the moment by his touch breaking her kiss. Donna and Jason look down as Claire is pumping Jason's cock in and out of her mouth. Donna turns to Robbie. Reaching down she takes hold of his cock and lead him to the couch. Sitting him down Donna move between his legs and begins to lick his cock from the head to his balls and back again. 

Jason manages to get Claire to stop long enough to move next to Robbie on the couch. Claire follows slowly crawling towards him never taking her eyes from his cock. Both mothers are lost in lust. Their long time desire for a real cock has them deep in the emotion of their oral performance. Each performance is different but, equally expert. 

Donna is taking Robbie's seven inches deep into her mouth stopping near the base before pushing hard to swallow it all deep into her throat. She continues to deep throat Robbie's cock as she rubs his balls. Her saliva makes it wetter and easier to take.

Claire has never been able to deep throat a man. Even if she was Jason's cock, slightly shorter then her son's was much thicker with a large mushroom head. Still Claire took as much into her mouth as she could, sucking hard as her hand pumps the base of his cock. Continuing to pump his cock she licks down his shaft to his balls. She sucks one into her mouth rolling her tongue around it before returning to the head of his cock.

Neither boy lasts very long. They have been pent up sexually since the beginning of the day. The photo shoot leading up to this moment has them ready to explode. Robbie and Jason look at each other. They did it! Then they look down to see their mother's. Seeing what their mothers are doing to their friend, Donnas' deep throat and Claire sucking balls is more than they can take. 

Robbie is the first to cum. Donna senses he is ready and pull back enough to catch all of his cum. She wants it to fill her mouth so she can savior it. But, the volume is too much. It begins to ooze out the side of her mouth before she must swallow. His cock continues to pulsate filling her mouth again. 

Jason starts to cum right after his friend. His first rope explodes as Claire is returning from his balls to take his cock into her mouth again. It splatters between her upper lip, nose and cheek. The second rope catches her full on the mouth as she tries to get his cock back into her mouth as quickly as possible. Finally, with her lip firmly around his cock Jason continues to unload as Claire swallows over and over again. 

Everyone is trying to catch their breath as the climax of their actions subsides. The boys sit limp, heads back, eyes closed. Mothers are breathing hard still trying to milk every last drop of cum from the cocks in their hands. They look at each other. Their lust is still on their faces. Claire reaches out to wipe her son's cum from the side of Donnas' mouth. Slowly, her hand moves to her open mouth. Her eyes lid half shut as she tastes her son's cum.