10 comments/ 103779 views/ 68 favorites MILF 02 By: book_man_03 Not before time, here is the next episode of my MILF opus, continuing the tale of Ben and Sarah – and others... The story continues immediately after the events recorded in MILF 1- SexySarah. Sorry about the time it's taken. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy. I hope. MILF 2 - CurvyCarol I guess our love-making was even more intense than we'd realized. After all. It's not every day a woman gets to fuck her son for the first time! Or a son his mother, come to that ... although I guess it's the same thing, really, just a different viewpoint. Anyway, the intensity had been so high that when we settled to kissing and cuddling after – for me, at least – an absolutely mind-blowing climax, falling asleep was natural – and probably inevitable – and I drifted off in relaxed contentment. I came awake with a start, then relaxed as memory cut in, and glanced across at my sleeping son. I checked the bedside clock. Five after four. I eased myself away from Ben and tiptoed into the guest shower - using my own might have woken him. Clean, dried, I tiptoed back into the bedroom and eased a nice summer dress from my closet. I donned it - no bra or panties, of course - and tiptoed out, and down to the kitchen. First things first, get the coffee on! That done, I found my purse in the hallway and grabbed my car keys. Ben's stuff and my jacket into the house, car into the garage. Next stop, food! What to feed us? Something quick and easy? Time to check the freezer. What do I cook? Ah, pizza! Definitely quick and easy. I turned the oven on, set the temperature, and took myself off upstairs to see if Ben was awake. He was, and greeted me with a smile. "Hi, Mom." "Hi, stud. Um, I think we need fuel before we come back to bed, so how does pizza appeal?" "Pizza appeals a lot, Mom." "Well, the oven is on and will probably be ready when I go back down, so get yourself a shower. Food will be on the table in about thirty minutes, okay?" "Okay, Mom. See you then." In fact it was only about twenty minutes before he came into the kitchen, relaxed and comfortable in just t-shirt and boxers, barefoot. I raised my brows in query and he shrugged, laughing. "My spare clothes are in the rucksack and the rucksack is still in the trunk. I'll get it later." He grinned. "Anyway, who needs clothes, since I plan to be naked again with you as soon as we're ready." I laughed, feeling a thrill run through me and a throb in my pussy. "I brought the rucksack in, it's in the hallway, but yes, I'm with you on the 'get naked' idea. I only dressed to cook for us." "Very sensible. I don't want to see SexySarah's lovely skin spattered with hot fat!" "Nor do I! Take a seat, the pizza will be done in ten minutes, and I'm just finishing the salad now." We chatted generally as we ate, nothing about sex, just catching up on the little things. Ben told me a few amusing anecdotes about his fellow students, and a couple about the lecturers, while I tried to amuse him with tales of real estate. I think we both agreed that his were the more entertaining. Dessert was ice-cream, and we followed up with coffee. I think we were both a little shy and nervous, after the sexual tension that had come home from the airport with us, but I thought I'd take the bull by the horns, so speak. After all, we'd only fucked once, so far, and I wanted more! So, after we'd finished our coffee and I'd loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, I started the ball rolling again. "Ben, honey?" "Yes, Mom?" "Actually, it's SexySarah asking this question." I winked, and he grinned. "What's your recovery like?" "Recovery, Mom? You mean, like after sex? That recovery time?" "Yes, that recovery time." "Usually pretty good. So, why the question?" "Because I plan to blow you, stud, and I want to know if I can expect to be fucked again as well, tonight." He grinned, wide, happy, his eyes sparkling. "SexySarah, I can guarantee you'll get fucked tonight!" "Good! Okay, stud, let's go!" We went up to the bedroom hand in hand, eager for what was to come. Ben was naked in nothing flat, his erection well on its way to full size, but I was still wearing my dress when he turned to me. His eyebrows rose in query. "Something up, Mom?" I laughed, happy. "Yes, you up me, real soon! No, Ben, I just wanted you to know, that when I'm wearing a dress, like this, around the house, there'll be nothing underneath it except a willing SexySarah. So if the notion takes you to bend me over the table and fuck me from behind, do it. Okay?" "Oh, my god! Another of my fantasies realized! Yes, ma'am!" He paused, and grinned at me, arching his brows. "But first you're going to blow me, yes?" "First I'm going to blow you, yes. So lie on the bed while I get this off," I said, reaching for the buttons on my dress. He watched me, smiling happily when my naked body was revealed to him again. "You, SexySarah, are a beautiful lady." "Thank you, honey. You're not so bad yourself," I said, with a wink. I went to my knees and took Ben's cock in my hand. Hot, hard, yielding a little as I squeezed gently, velvet over rubber over steel. I let my lips close over the end, nipping lightly with my lips as I lowered myself, letting my tongue stroke the sensitive underside of his cock-head, letting the smooth, solid length of him slide into my mouth. I've never been able to deep-throat, and when the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, the gag reflex made me pull back. I wasn't too worried, I knew the sensitive part of his cock was the crown, especially the underside, and it was on the top couple of inches of his cock that I concentrated my attentions. I guessed I was doing something right, if the soft gasps and moans I could hear above my head were any indication, and Ben's whispered, 'that's fucking wonderful, Mom,' kind of confirmed it. I guess I was enjoying blowing my son. It had been a while since I'd blown anyone – four years in fact, Ben's dad, the night before he was killed - but I put that thought out of my head and concentrated on the now. I let his hard length slip from my mouth and licked my way down the full length of him, taking his ball-sac in my mouth and sucking on his testicles for a moment or two, before licking my way back to the crown and letting his hot, hard pole slip into my mouth again, bobbing my head so that his cock moved in and out of my mouth, simulating the movements of fucking, my lips tight around him, my tongue moving on him as I fellated him. A soft groan from above me indicated I was doing something right, and I raised my eyes until I could see Ben's face. His eyes were closed and the expression on his face was an interesting mix of what seemed to be agony and ecstasy, but he didn't seem to be hurting and I began to move a little faster. I felt his fingers in my hair, caressing my head as I moved. "I'm getting close, Mom," he murmured. I looked up again, caught his eye, and winked. He laughed, and blew me a kiss, and I returned my attention to the feel of him in my mouth, tightening the grip of my lips and trying to reach the sensitive underside of his cock-head with my tongue. His grip in my hair tightened spasmodically, and I heard a soft gasp from above my head. "Mom! I'm going to come! Soon, Mom, soo – oh, fuck! Now!" But I knew that, because a gout of his semen had just blasted into my mouth, then another, and I was swallowing frantically, trying to get everything, but I couldn't, and let him slip from my mouth, getting another blast on my chin, then my chest and my tits, my hand stroking the spitting monster I had unleashed, squeezing the last drops of semen from it as Ben gradually came down from his sexual high. I sat back on my heels, just holding his cock, now just seeping a little as his climax faded. I squeezed, sliding my hand the length of him, bending and licking the semen from his cock as I squeezed it out. I looked down at myself, seeing the gobs of semen on my tits, looked up, caught Ben's eye and the next thing I knew the two of us were helpless with laughter. I think there was a touch of hysteria in the laughter, given that we'd both been on a sexual high since we got home from the airport, but it was a relief, too, sharing the humor of the situation. Eventually, we calmed and I got to my feet. "Give me a moment, sweetheart, I need a quick wash." "Don't be too long, SexySarah, because I want to return the favor." "Return the fav – oh, yes! Please! I'll be quick, Ben, promise." I was, too, and was gone only a couple of minutes. I don't think he'd moved. "Hi, Mom, ready to be eaten?" "I certainly am, baby. It's been a while for me, with a man. Your Dad, before he was killed." Ben frowned. "With a man, you said. How about, with a woman?" I winked. "Your Aunt Carol, on Saturday, while Tina fucked herself with Ben II." "Sorry? Ben II? Oh! I get it! The custom dildo I sent?" "The very same. Judging by the grunts and moans, she really enjoyed herself. Of course her mom and me, we were kind of busy doing some enjoying ourselves." "I'll bet you were!" He paused, eyeing me thoughtfully. "Tina enjoyed herself, then?" "Oh, yes. She's looking forward to trying the real thing, be sure of that!" He grinned. "That feeling is mutual." His grin mutated to a a warm smile, his eyes moving over me. "Ready?" "Yes!" Before I realized what he planned, his head was between my legs and his tongue was exploring me, laving my labia, pressing into my core, sliding over my clitoris, ceaseless, starting me on the rise to climax until finally he gave my clitoris a lick and a kiss, and sat back, his lower face bright with my juices. He grinned. "You did a good job shaving yourself, Mom. No stubble, you got it all." "Glad to hear that, although it was your aunt Carol, actually, but you're not stopping there, are you? You get me wet and excited then leave me high and dry? Finish what you started!" He grinned. "Yes, mother," he said, and dived straight in. I don't know who he'd learned his skills on, but I felt sure it wasn't his first session of pussy-munching. I didn't care, because he was making me feel great and I knew it wouldn't – couldn't – be long before I climaxed. I lay back, my hands in his hair, and let myself enjoy the skill Ben was demonstrating, skill that was bringing me rapidly towards climax, skill that pushed me over the top, his lips fastening on my clitoris, and I felt myself shuddering with pleasure, my pussy trying to drain a non-existent penis, my whole body surging in ecstasy as his mouth took me to a peak of pleasure, a peak I hadn't attained that way for a long, long time. Ben kept me on the edge for ages, his mouth busy on me, but eventually, weakly, I pushed his head away. "Enough, Ben," I whispered. "Enough, baby. I can't take any more." He sat back, his hands on my thighs, his face wet with my love juices. He smiled at me and blew me a kiss. "Good?" he asked. "Good? Good? Fucking incredible! Ben, baby? Who on earth taught you how to eat pussy as well as that?" He shrugged. "One or two of the fair sex, Mom. I always take note of what seems to work for them and what doesn't, and try to apply it." A thought struck me. "Ben? Answer me honestly, please. Any older women? Anyone I might know? A friend or neighbor, maybe?" He grinned. "Yeah, Mom, a couple." "Gonna tell me? Or do I have to guess?" He laughed. "Wanna try guessing, Mom? I'll answer honestly, promise, but strictly between us, okay?" "Okay, I promise. Let me think. Um, Jenny Miller?" He shook his head. "Not Jenny, Mom, not the first time, but you're close." He looked amused, and I pondered, then suddenly realized, although I could scarcely believe it. I looked up at Ben and he grinned, his eyebrows lifting in mute query. "Alice Jensen?" I said, hesitant. "She taught you?" Ben nodded, grinning, and I just looked at him. I was startled by the revelation. Hell, no, I was amazed. Alice Jensen had always seemed to me to be the very model of a correct suburban housewife. Pleasant, friendly, devoted to her husband and children, no hint of impropriety, and my son was telling me he'd eaten her! "How in heck did that happen? I never would have suspected Alice. Jenny, yes, but not Alice." "Remember, two years ago, after I'd graduated from high school? The summer vacation, when I was cleaning pools? Before I started college?" "I remember. Go on." "Mr Jensen had taken the boys away on a 'dads-and-sons' field trip that the high school had organized. A couple of nights camping, a bit of field-craft, that sort of thing? Well, Alice was alone, and Jenny came to keep her company. I think they'd had a little too much wine with their lunch. Anyway, they were out by the pool in swimsuits, bikinis, catching the sun and they started teasing me while I cleaned the pool." "Teasing you? How?" "Oh, did I have a girlfriend, was she keeping me satisfied, that sort of thing. Looking back on it, I think Jenny planned to have me anyway, but I don't think Alice had any intention of being involved, I think Jenny took her by surprise." "Whoa," I said. "I'm getting confused, here. You're saying 'Jenny planned to have you'? I thought it was Alice you ate out?" "It was, Mom. Jenny? Well, Jenny, I fucked. That time, at least." 'That time?' I stared at him for a moment. He'd fucked Jenny, and eaten Alice? I had to know more. "Okay," I said, "tell me more. I have to know!" He laughed. "Thought you would, Mom. Well, like I said, they were teasing me, and somehow it got onto the subject of cock size. How, I don't remember, but like I said, they'd had a couple of drinks and Jenny dared me to show them mine. I figured, nothing to lose, and maybe a little action, so I showed them. Next thing I knew, Jenny was naked, she had her tongue down my throat and moments after that, my cock in her pussy. She was good, Mom!" Ben smiled at me. "Not as good as you, but definitely good. My best, until today." "Well, thank you for that, son." I gestured. "Okay, Jenny fucking you doesn't surprise me, but Alice?" "Alice wouldn't let me fuck her. Jenny tried to persuade her, but Alice was adamant – no fucking. So Jenny somehow wheedled her out of her bikini, and that was nice, 'cause Alice naked is a lovely sight!" "Yeah, I reckon she would be," I said, thinking of the slender Alice, "but how did you manage to get her to let you eat her?" "Not me, Jenny. She said something about not wanting Alice to be left out, and as she wouldn't fuck, how about oral? I don't think Alice took that much persuading, as she'd been eyeing my cock. Okay, she protested, and had to be persuaded, but a couple of minutes later my cock was in her mouth, and she was getting me off. Tell you straight, Mom, she was good! Anyway, while this was going on, Jenny was caressing us both and whispering sexy comments to us. Didn't take me long to cum and I was all ready to pull out but Alice wouldn't let me and swallowed the lot!" "Oh, wow." "Wow indeed, Mom. Anyway, I came, Alice swallowed it and the three of us relaxed for a while. Then Jenny took Alice's hand, took mine, and said, 'Well, Ben, are you going to return the favor?' I didn't realize what she meant at first, but she didn't leave me in ignorance for long. Alice protested at first, but I think she needed to cum and if she wasn't getting cock, a mouth would be next best, so a few minutes later Alice was on her back, legs spread, and I was getting my first taste of pussy. I wasn't sure what to do at first, but Jenny gave me a few hints and then Alice did, too. I must have done something right, because Alice had one dilly of an orgasm." I laughed. "Sounds as if the sisters gave you some much-needed education, son." Ben nodded. "They did. But it was only that once with Alice, although I've fucked Jenny a couple of times since, and eaten her, too. She blew me as well, although I think Alice has more skill." "You're telling me Alice Jensen is good at sucking cock?" "In a word, Mom, yes. Very good, at least in my limited experience." "I'd never have guessed it in a million years. I guess you enjoyed yourself that day?" "Sure did, Mom. I kinda wish I'd had the chance to fuck Alice, but I'm not planning to make any complaints." "I think I know now why they're on your MILF list." He laughed. "Got it in one, Mom. That is indeed why. You and Aunt Carol? Well, you two were the unobtainable, and until very recently I thought I'd never have a chance at either of you, but now you're telling me I can have you both!" "Yep. Tina as well, if you want. She's certainly keen on the idea." "Makes two of us!" He studied me for a while, smiling. "I am so glad you found that photo I'd done of you naked." I grinned. "I'm rather pleased myself, Ben, because if I hadn't it's very probable that you would still be frustrated and I'd be none the wiser." I sat and crooked my finger. "A little closer, stud. I want to kiss you." He grinned and moved forward and moments later we were locked in a torrid kiss, the like of which I'd never expected to share with my son, not in a million years. It was Ben who broke it. "Mom?" "Yes?" He didn't say a word, just indicated the rock-hard erection that seemed to have come from nowhere. "Ah, yes, that. Hmm? Any thoughts?" He was hesitant. "Can I take you from behind, Mom?" I didn't say a word, just got to my knees, turned myself around, then shoved my ass towards him, while I supported myself on my elbows. I made my best attempt at a booty-shake. "Climb aboard, stud." I felt his hands take my hips. "Beautiful ass, Mom, and your pussy is soaking." "So it should be, after that eating you gave it!" "Okay, Mom, coming in now." But I knew that, as I felt the head of his cock spread my pussy lips and move on into my soaking tunnel. I couldn't stifle the groan that crept out, and I heard Ben chuckle. "Feel good, Mom?" "Fucking-A, stud, fucking-A!" I braced myself. "Now, fuck me!" One thing I can honestly say about my son. In a situation like this, he does as he's told. Fuck me he did, and well. Starting slow and easy, using the full length of his cock, his hands warm on my hips, gradually speeding up his stroke. I eased one hand back under myself so that I could stroke my clitoris, adding my own stimulation to the moment, while Ben's pace increased. We could hear the slap of Ben's lower belly against my ass as he moved, and the increasingly audible sound of his cock pistoning in and out of my pussy, for my juices were flowing freely by now. I laughed suddenly, from pure joy in sex, good, wet, sweaty sex. "Feeling good, Mom?" Ben panted out between strokes. My own voice wasn't particularly steady, either, when I managed to reply. "Much better than just good, sweetheart, much, much better." My stimulation of my clit was getting me closer and closer to climax, and I was just going to warn Ben, when he warned me instead. "Gonna come, Mom, soon, very soon!" "Me, too, baby, me, too!" I gasped, and then the climax hit me, hit us both, and Ben's hips were driving him into me, while my pussy did its best to drain his balls of everything he could give me. Sensation centered on our join, his cock in my pussy, and I swear my vision blurred at the peak of my climax, but sensation at that level of intensity cannot last, and it didn't. Slowly we came down from our high and Ben pulled gently out of me, then more or less collapsed beside me, managing to turn on his back as he did. I let myself slip forward, half-lying on Ben, my leg between his. I stretched up to kiss him. "Best yet, I think, Mom." He stroked my back with his hand, warm, slightly calloused, gentle. "Pretty damned good for me, too, stud." I just contented myself with doing nothing for a while, then had a thought. "Ben, honey? What time is it?" MILF 02 Pt. 2 MILF 2-2 – Interlude: Tina, Tony – and Toys Ben's cousins join in on the fun. This is the third part of my MILF opus, and it might make a little more sense if you've read the other two parts first. Enjoy! An hour or so later, we were finishing off our steaks and salads, all of us dressed – sort of. Ben was in just a pair of boxers, while Carol and I were each wearing one of Ben's t-shirts - and nothing else except contented smiles. The t-shirts hid our pussies while we were standing, but anyone seeing us sitting would know that there were two mature, totally sex-ready females on the scene. We were both damp, to say the least, and our pussies were glistening! After we'd eaten, I threw the dirty dishes into the dishwasher and we took our glasses of wine – or what was left of them – into the sitting-room. "Our stud needs a little rest time, I think," I said. "Right, Ben?" "Afraid so, Mom, you two have me beat at the moment. Maybe later? After some rest?" He was sitting between Carol and me on the couch, and I leaned across and kissed him. "Don't worry about it, honey, your SexySarah and CurvyCarol have some toys to play with, remember?" He laughed. "As if I could forget!" "Well, then, Carol and I will play, you enjoy the show, and be thinking about enjoying your cousin, when Tony and Tina come around tomorrow morning. Don't worry about me or Carol tonight, because we plan to have fun." Ben laughed again, put an arm around each of us, and gave us a brief, fierce hug., then gave each of us a kiss. "Thank you, Mom, Aunt Sarah, for giving me the best sex I've ever had. Thank you from the bottom of my heart." He paused. "What time are Tina and Tony coming tomorrow?" "We thought an hour or so after breakfast," said Carol. "Time to digest, because no-one wants to make love on a full stomach." "True, very true." Ben cocked his head, glancing across at Carol. "I take it Mom will be fucking Tony while my cousin and I make with the down and dirty, but what about you?" Carol laughed, a deep, dark, dirty chuckle. "Don't worry about me, hon. Remember, I have my cameras!" Ben looked startled for a moment, then laughed. "Gotta be honest, I'd completely forgotten! I guess I can – we can – look forward to some interesting photos, then?" "Absolutely," said Carol, a mile-wide, shit-eating grin on her face, "just as long as I have something interesting to shoot, and with what we have planned, I don't think I'm going to be disappointed." She laughed. "And I think later I just might get either you or Tony to take pity on an old lady and give her some of the loving she needs." She winked at Ben and he laughed, then Carol turned to me. "Well, little sister, shall we fetch our toys? Stud here was promised a floor show, remember?" "Right," I said. "Ben, stay here, hon, and we'll go check our toys, see what we can tease you with first." Ben grinned. "I can hardly wait!" In my bedroom I took the bag of toys from where I'd stashed it and emptied it onto the bed. Okay, then, let's see. One strap-on, check. One double-ended dildo, check. We also had Ben II and Carol's own dildo was in the bag. So, dildos, check. I glanced across at Carol. "Okay, big sister, what do we play with first?" "Do we involve Ben in this?" said Carol, arching her brows in query. I pondered for a moment, then grinned. "I take it that's a yes," said Carol, matching my grin. "So, little sister, do tell?" "Three ideas, sis. One, we sit close to Ben and he drives our dildos. Two, we use the double-ender and let Ben move it for us. Three, we use the strap-on and let Ben play as he wishes with us. Thoughts?" "No contest. The double-ender, with Ben driving." Carol laughed. "We all get something out of that option!" "I agree, but let's take everything downstairs, have the other toys ready for later." "Definitely!" I laughed. "Majority vote. Tallyho!" Ben laughed when he saw our collection of playthings. "Naughty Mom, naughty Aunt Carol, whatever are you thinking, showing things like these to an innocent like me?" "Innocent, my left tit!" said Carol. "Well, you know what I mean. What are you going to play with first?" "We thought the double-ended dildo, but we thought you might like to be involved as well, so how would you like to be the driver?" "Driver?" "Well, a dildo works best when it's moving ... " "Yes! Oh, yes please?" I kissed him. "Okay, honey. Not sure about CurvyCarol, but SexySarah is already quite damp, but maybe not quite wet enough yet, so how about before we start, you make sure we're ready for penetration? Make sure we're nice and juicy? I thought perhaps you'd like to use your oral talents on us, and then we can play. Okay, hon?" "Yes!" It was fun. I loved to feel Ben's mouth on my pussy, and so did Carol enjoy him eating hers, so it was no time at all before the two of us were primed and ready. I lay on my back on the rug, and spread my legs, and Carol mirrored me,with her legs over mine, so that, to start with, our pussies were about two feet apart. The double-ender was twenty-two inches long – I'd measured it! - and Ben eased one end into me, so that I took about three inches of it. It felt nice! Not as nice as Ben – obviously – but good. Carol eased away slightly and Ben lowered the faux prick so that Carol could slide herself onto it, and we eased together until there was about ten inches between our pussies. We paused there and I grinned up at Ben, kneeling beside us. He grinned back. "Ready, SexySarah?" I nodded an eager affirmative. "Ready,CurvyCarol?" Carol's affirmative was as eager as mine. "Okay, my loves, let's see how this goes, shall we?" The double-ender had a rounded-off groove around its mid-point, just of a size for someone's fingers, and Ben took an easy grip of it, He blew us each a kiss and then his hand began to move, sliding the toy into me, then moving it back so that Carol felt it enter her. Ben's motion was easy, gentle, slow at first, then gradually quickening as our juices flowed. His head dipped and I felt his tongue at my clitoris, enjoying the stimulation, feeling lost when he moved away. I let my fingers take over, easing them away when Ben's mouth returned to me, resuming my self-stimulation when Ben's mouth was on Carol. The steady motion of the sex toy was getting me excited, and I was enjoying Ben's oral stimulation, but he seemed to be giving Carol more attention than he gave me. His head lifted and I glanced across at Carol. Her eyes were closed as Ben continued the smooth movement of the double-ender and as Ben's head turned to me, he caught my eye and winked, then nodded downwards. I let my eyes drift down and stifled a gasp. His cock was hardening, readying itself for action, and I felt a pulse of pure lust run through me. Ben winked again, and returned his oral attentions to making Carol feel good. I let my fingers drift back to my pussy, just keeping myself on the edge, no more, then paused as I heard a gasp and a moan from Carol, then she was stifling a scream as her orgasm washed over her. I shuffled backwards, letting the double-ender slip from my pussy, feeling a sense of loss, a sense that was quickly replaced by the feel of Ben's cock sliding into me as he moved me slightly so that we didn't collide with Carol. I stretched up and kissed him as his hips began pushing his cock into me, withdrawing, pushing again, then let my eyes close, reveling in the pure sensation of lovely, hard cock sliding in well-lubricated pussy. "Fuck me, baby," I whispered, "fuck me hard!" "Yes, mother," he murmured, and as a good son should, did exactly what he was told, his stroke deepening, quickening, and I exulted in the feel of my son's lovely, hard cock surging in and out of my streaming pussy. He'd had me close with the double-ended dildo, but the feel of the real thing in me was bringing me ever closer, closer, closer to climax, and with a scream strangling in my throat, I let myself slide over the edge and into the agony, ecstasy, torment that is orgasm, my pussy – my cunt – throbbing and clamping around Ben's still thrusting cock. Long moments later, as awareness returned, I felt him still thrusting into me, slower now, smiling down at me as he moved. "You didn't come," I said, stating the obvious. He smiled and shook his head. "Not yet. Soon, though." "Pull out, baby," I whispered, "come in my mouth." "You want that?" "Yes! Or over me." He grinned and winked at me, pulling back slowly, and I couldn't help a little moan of loss as he left me. I came up onto my elbows and Ben moved forwards, on his knees, angling his cock down towards my waiting mouth, and I felt the hot, sticky length of him slide between my lips, tasting myself, honey-salty taste rich on my tongue, and Ben's hips moved only enough for my lips to stimulate the nerve-endings under the crown of his lovely cock, and I tongued his glans, relishing the hot, hard feel of him in my mouth. He only managed a dozen or so strokes before I heard his whispered, "I'm coming, Mom," but I knew that, because his semen was filling my mouth and my throat worked as I swallowed, a soft groan coming from Ben as my mouth moved over him. Eventually, he stilled, and I let my tongue swirl over the end of his now-shrinking cock as he eased himself from my eager mouth. He moved so that he was kneeling beside me, not astride me, then lowered himself so that we lay together, both of us breathing heavily. He stretched across and kissed me. "Thank you, SexySarah." He shook his head, wry. "That is me done for now, for the day," he murmured. "I need rest, a lot of it, before I can go again." "That's okay, honey. We'll have a little swim, a shower, then maybe a glass of wine, then go to bed, the three of us, and sleep until morning." "Amen to that," said Carol, moving to lay beside us, "because I definitely need my sleep. Remember, I'm the oldest!" "But never old," said Ben, with a soft laugh, and a quick kiss for his aunt. "Help us up, stud, and let's go and get that swim," I said, "and make sure I don't drown. You have me so relaxed I might fall asleep in the water." "Don't worry, SexySarah, I can always give you the kiss of life!" he said, and the three of us laughed. We'd swum for about twenty minutes, then showered together, but it was more, much more, a case of getting clean, than it was anything sexual. We'd chatted idly over the wine, but about general trivia, not sex, and when the bottle was finished we were all fighting yawns. "Bed?" I said, and was rewarded with total agreement. I nodded. "I'm setting the alarm for eight, as we'll need to be up and have breakfast digested before Tina and Tony get here, okay?" "Okay," said Carol. "First one awake, get the coffee on, yes?" "Yes!" I said, draining my glass. "Okay, boys and girls, bedtime!" It was around ten minutes before ten when we settled into bed together, and I doubt it was ten before we were all asleep. Sound asleep. Asleep until the annoying buzz of the alarm clock woke us next morning, anyway. I eased myself up and glanced at the others, Ben next to me, still asleep, Carol on his other side, awake. Carol smiled across at me and winked. "Come on, sis, let's you and me get breakfast, let Ben rest for a while. He'll need his strength for Tina, I know, because I've seen Tina in action!" "Okay, let's go." I glanced at Ben, awake now, and blew him a kiss as I eased myself out of bed. "Rest, honey, I'll bring you a coffee in a few minutes, okay?" "Please, Mom." I turned to Carol. "I need a quick shower first, I think. How about you?" "Why not?" Carol winked. "Let's share, and I'll wash your back." "Right on, baby!" It wasn't the quickest shower I've ever had, but nor was it the longest. We soaped each other, tickled each other, goosed each other, and finally rinsed then dried each other, but there were plenty of ass-squeezes and titty-gropes along the way, and we were feeling good when we came out of the bathroom. "Do we dress?" said Carol. "After all, our clothes will be coming off again, probably as soon after they arrive as it takes to close the door behind Tina and Tony, I suspect." "You're probably right, sis. Doesn't seem worthwhile, does it?" "Nope. Let's stay naked, but what about breakfast? Anything hot?" "That's what aprons are for, sis. How about bacon and a poached egg on toast? Orange juice and coffee?" "Sounds good. So let's get started!" The three of us were relaxing with coffee when we heard Tony's old Ford outside. I stood, and turned to the others, neither of whom had moved. "I'll go and let Tina and Tony in," I said. Ben grinned. "Like that?" he said, indicating my nakedness. I shrugged. "Why not, they've both seen me nude before. Admittedly, only in photos as far as Tony is concerned, but as the plans for the morning include both of them being involved in sexy romps with us, why dress, just to take my clothes off again?" "Good point, Mom," said Ben just as the doorbell rang. "My cue," I said, and headed to the door. I took a deep breath, then opened the door, standing to one side, both to let them in and conceal myself from any neighbors who might happen to be watching. Once they were in, I closed the door and turned to my visitors. Tina came straight to me and gave me a hug. Tony just looked slightly stunned. "Looking good, Aunt Sarah, looking good!" said Tina. "Thanks, honey," I said and turned to Tony, holding my arms out, and he drew me into another hug, kissing my cheek as he loosed me. "Looking better than just good, Aunt Sarah. You're gorgeous!" He didn't look quite so stunned now. "Hey, you're not so bad yourself, I'm told. Told, notice, because I still need to see for myself, so how about I show the two of you to the spare room. You can undress there, then come straight down. We'll be in the pool." "Sounds good to me, Aunt Sarah," said Tony, smiling at me. Good-looking young man, Tony, an inch or so shorter than Ben, and I could feel myself getting a little wet, because there was definitely something interesting in his shorts, but I suppressed – temporarily – the lust. "Okay, let's go, and while I remember, given what the two of you are here for, it's just Sarah today, not Aunt Sarah. Okay?" I said back over my shoulder as I led them upstairs. "Okay – Sarah," said Tony and Tina nodded cheerful agreement. "In here," I said, opening the guest room door. "Just leave your clothes on the bed, and come straight down to the pool when you're ready. See you there." Carol and Ben were still in the sitting room when I went down. "Come on, you two, I told the others we'd be in the pool." We went out and launched ourselves into the pool, and it was only a couple of minutes later that Tina and Tony came out. Tina I'd already seen naked, and a nice - very nice - sight she is, but it was Tony to whom my attention was directed, for this was my first sight of my nephew, soon to be my lover, naked. Worth looking at, I tell you three times, for Tony obviously kept himself fit, and the body I was ogling looked good. But my attention drifted lower, to where his penis showed his interest, because he had begun to harden. A long way from erect yet, but looking good to a horny MILF like me. I hid a smile. Tony, unlike Ben, still had his pubic hair. "Looking forward to having him, sis?" murmured Carol, startling me a little as I hadn't heard her swim close. "You know I am." "Let them swim a little first, before you and Ben pounce. I need to cue them in on being on camera, too, remember?" I grinned at her. "Ah, yes. How will you do it? Hey, kids, wanna be porn stars?" Carol laughed. "That might work." "What might work, Mom?" said Tina, having swum across to us. "Asking if you want to be a porn star, that's what." Tina said nothing at first, looking from Carol to me and back again, then smiled. "You have your devious look on again, Mom, so I have to ask, who is the intended audience for my foray into porn stardom?" "Only those of us here. If anyone else is to see, only by unanimous agreement of all of those present today." Tina grinned. "In that case, Mom, count me in, especially if there's a chance I could have Tony and Ben together, because I'd love to watch that!" Carol laughed. "You never know, daughter mine, it could happen!" She turned to me. "Guess we'd better get Tony up to speed. Hey, Tony?" she called, and Tony turned from chatting to Ben. "Yes, Mom?" "Get your ass over here, pronto. Ben? You as well." Our sons looked at each other, shrugged, then swam across to us. "Yes, Mom, what is it?" said Tony. "Unless Ben told you, you won't know that I have my cameras with me?" "No, Mom, Ben did not tell me. So?" "So there are five of us here, which makes for two couples, plus a camerawoman." "Ah," said Tony, and Ben winked at me, "so you plan to use your cameras to record us for posterity?" "That was the idea, yes. You okay with that?" "Who sees the results?" said Tony, his face sober, but I could see he was hiding a grin. "Only the five of us here. Anyone else, only with the consent of all five. Okay with that?" Tony was silent for a moment, then nodded, glancing at me, and winking. I grinned back at him. His smile broadened. "Yeah, Mom, I think I'd like to see that myself, so when do we start, and who's with who?" Carol grinned. "You and your Aunt Sarah, Ben and Tina, and me with the camera. This first time, at least, but I'd like some action myself, later, okay? As for when we start, how about now? Shower first, then we'll think about where. How do you want to arrange the showers, sis?" I pondered for a moment. "My shower's the biggest, so me, you and Tina, so we can plan our strategy. Tony? You and Ben can use Ben's shower, or the one down here, or both, of course. Rendezvous in my bedroom in twenty minutes. No, make that half an hour, we'll need hair-drying time. Okay?" There was a chorus of agreement and I took Carol and Tina by the hand. "Okay, ladies, let's go get clean for our menfolk." There was a little ass-squeezing and titty-fondling as we giggled our way through showering and washing our hair, but we were quick. "Tina?" I said as she waited her turn with my hair-drier, while Carol dried her hair, "it's going to be your first time with Ben, so I kinda think you might prefer a little privacy, yes?" "First time, yes, but maybe later we can have a five-some?" Her smile was wide. I laughed. "Yes, maybe we can, could be fun. Okay, you and Ben can either use Ben's room or the sitting room, and I'll entertain Tony here, while your mom takes kinky pictures." "Sounds good to me." She winked. "Especially the pictures! Finished with the dryer, Mom?" "Here you go," said Carol. "I'll just get my camera ready." I'd dried my hair first, so when Tina was finished I put the dryer away, just as Ben and Tony arrived. "Hey, guys. Okay, we've sorted out your immediate future, so first, Ben," I said, "take Tina to your room, or possibly the sitting room. We think you should have a little privacy as it's your first time together, okay?" He nodded. "Okay, Mom." He held his hand out to Tina. "C'mon, cuz, let's go and play!" I turned to Tony and held out my arms. "Come here and kiss me. Ignore your mom, she's part of the furniture for the moment." He laughed, and drew me into his arms, bending slightly to kiss me. A friendly kiss at first, but I let my tongue slip out to play with his lips, and felt his own tongue against mine, felt the kiss building in intensity, felt his cock begin to harden against me. I'd sensed a little hesitation. Not a lot, just enough to let me know he was a little unsure, but I'd had an idea about that, and I broke the kiss, smiling at him, then went to my knees and took his half-erect cock in my hand, kissing the end of it and then letting my lips open to take him into my mouth, feeling him harden as my lips nipped and sucked at him. MILF 02 Pt. 2 I could feel Tony's hands in my hair, holding me lightly, caressing me, and I let my tongue and lips get busier, rewarded by a soft moan from above me, and the click of Carol's camera recording the moment, feeling Tony harden until he was ready for action. I let Tony's cock slip from my mouth and looked up at him. "Your choice, stud, do I blow you or do we fuck?" I winked and he laughed. "Can we fuck? I'm dying to feel your pussy around me." He laughed again. "Of course, really I just want to compare you to Mom." Carol snorted. "I heard that, brat!" "Never fear, Mom, I'm sure that you and Sarah will both be the best fucks of my life." I took his hands and lifted myself to my feet, bending forward to give him a quick kiss. "Of course we will. But you won't know until we get started, will you? So, let's go!" I led him to the bed. Not exactly a long journey, as we were only a couple of feet away from it. I let myself down, on my back, and spread my legs. I looked up at him and winked. "I'm ready, Tony, so how about you and me have ourselves some loving?" "Yes, ma'am!" He moved onto the bed and knelt between my legs, his cock hard, ready for me. He lowered his hips and I took a gentle hold of his hardness, guiding it into me as he pushed forward, hearing the click and whir of Carol's camera as she moved to get the best view of our joining. I couldn't help it, I let out a soft moan as Tony's lovely hard cock moved into me, only the second one since my husband's death. I smothered a laugh – my son and my nephew! What kind of immoral mom was I? No argument – a well-fucked one! "Feel good?" Tony murmured as he pulled back and then came forward again, spreading my juices, easing his entry. "Feels great, sweetheart." I stretched up and kissed him. "Now, fuck me!" And he did, with a lot of enthusiasm and not a little skill, moving steadily in and out of me and I could feel the heat building in me as he moved. I squeezed down on him as he thrust into me and he grinned. "Enjoy that?" I murmured. "You know I did, Sarah." He paused, and then his eyes came to mine. "You? Enjoying me fucking you?" "You know I am, Tony, just think for a moment." I laughed. "That's if your little head will let your big head work. We're both naked, we're on my bed, your cock is hard and moving very nicely in my rather wet pussy, so what's not to enjoy?" "Since you put it like that, you're dead right." He kissed me again. "You're fucking marvellous, just like my incredible mom." "Thanks for that, honey," said Carol, somewhere to my right. "You're welcome. I was right, you two, and Tina, of course, are the best fucks of my life." "Of course we are," I said, "now concentrate. You've got me all rather nicely heated up, your cock feels great, and I want you to bring me to orgasm." "My pleasure, ma'am." It didn't take long. After all, it wasn't just any man fucking me, it was my nephew, and I think the incest factor added to the excitement and pleasure of it. Not only that, but my senses were ready for pleasure and Tony's cock in my pussy was giving me plenty of that, because he'd angled himself to give me maximum pleasure, and I could feel myself getting closer to orgasm as he pistoned in and out of me. A sudden jolt of pleasure hit me and I knew I was getting close. I was just about to warn Tony when he spoke. "I'm getting close, Sarah." I squeezed down on him. "Me too, honey. Go for it!" I doubt he managed more than five or six more strokes before my orgasm hit me and I heard myself crying out with pleasure as the little death that is orgasm washed over me, and I was only just aware of Tony driving into me in his own release, until he collapsed on top of me as the aftershocks ran through us. Eventually, my heart stopped pounding and my breathing became more like normal. I pushed gently at Tony's shoulders. "Ease up, stud, you're heavy." "Sorry, Sarah, guess I am a little heavy." He looked up at me, holding my eyes. "Thank you for a fantastic fuck." "My pleasure, hon." He shook his head. "Our pleasure." He pushed back, lifting himself away from me, and his cock slipped from my well lubricated and oh-so-satisfied pussy. We both looked at his cock. Tony grinned. "How are the mighty fallen," he joked. "Only to rise again," I said. "But not yet," said Carol. "Go shower or something, and let me get at Sarah's pussy." "Whatever for, Mom," said Tony, but he was laughing, and I guessed he knew what was coming. "So I can lick your spunk out of her, just like I did with Tina after you'd fucked her, of course." She pulled him to her and gave him a quick kiss, then pushed him away. "Move!" "Yes, ma'am!" He saluted. "Me for a shower, yes, but not yet. If you think I'm not going to stay and watch you must be mad." "Okay, son, watch and learn!" "Yes, ma'am!" Just as Tony settled himself in my bedroom armchair, the door opened again and Ben and Tina came in. I swear Tina was glowing. "You two look nicely comfortable," she said. "Do I deduce a good time was had? Or possibly, judging from Mom's position between your legs, is about to be had?" "Right on both counts, hon, and you look deliciously, freshly fucked! Enjoy Ben?" I arched my brows in query and Tina's grin broadened. "Yeah! I think he and Tony have spoiled me for other guys, at least for the moment." She shrugged. "I know it can't last. I mean, Ben's my cousin and Tony's my brother, so no future there, but boy! I'm having fun at the moment." "Attagirl!" said Carol. "Good time, Mom?" said Ben. I grinned at him. "You need to ask?" "I guess not. Now, I think Tina and I interrupted something?" "You did. My big sister was just about to eat me out." "Oh, yes, this I have to see!" "My thoughts exactly," said Tony. "So, ladies, what are you waiting for?" Carol moved so that she was comfortably positioned between my legs. "Ready, little sister?" "Always!" "Okay, then, ready or not, here I come." My sister has a very talented mouth, and it was no time at all before she had me well on the way to orgasm, her lips and tongue moving constantly on my pussy, I was dimly aware of other voices in the room, but I wasn't thinking about them, for Carol's loving attention very soon had me on the brink, and I let the sensations wash over me and gave way to my climax, feeling my belly tremble as my pussy tried hard to drain a non-existent penis, hearing myself utter a strangled cry as climax hit me. As awareness came back to me, Carol eased herself back, and then came forward to lie on her back beside me, reaching out her hand to mine, squeezing my fingers. I reached across and kissed her. "Thanks, sis." She grinned at me, and then nodded towards where the others were. I looked, and laughed. Whether or not it was our little show or not, I didn't know, but Tina was standing between Ben and Tony, each of them with an arm around her, each of them playing with one of Tina's tits with their free hand. The smile on her face was broad, but I don't think It was the hands cupping her tits that caused her smile. No, I think it was the two lovely, hard cocks she was gently stroking, one in each hand. She grinned when she realised she had our attention, and turned to Ben, giving him a quick kiss, and then the same for Tony. "Okay, guys, there are two horny MILFs on the bed, ready for a nice, hard cock each, ready for some loving, so go get it, while I grab Mom's camera!" Next thing I knew, Ben was between my legs and his lovely cock was moving into me, while beside us, Tony's cock was equally rapidly sinking into his own mother's streaming pussy. Carol was still holding my hand and gave my fingers a quick squeeze, before letting go, her arms going around her son, just as my own arms went around my own son, and I gave myself up to the pleasures he was bringing me. Whether it was a conscious decision or not, or whether Ben was still recovering from making love to Tina, I'm not sure, but our love-making was gentle, warm, easy, and I was aware that next to us, Tony, too, was taking his time in bringing his mother to climax. I was still tingling from Carol's attentions, and I stretched up and gave Ben a quick kiss. "Don't worry about me, hon, I'm still high from Carol's mouth, so you just satisfy yourself. As long as my boy has a good time, I'm happy, okay?" Ben nodded. "Okay, Mom, but if you feel yourself getting close, just say so, okay?" "Will do, hon, but I'm not sure I have the energy!" He laughed. "Yeah, right," he said, and gave me an extra-deep thrust. My body responded automatically and Ben grinned. I laughed and relaxed even more, enjoying the thrust of his cock in me, enjoying the slow build in me of sensation, sensation that began to build more quickly until suddenly my pussy began to pulse, my belly to tremble as I felt another orgasm wash over me, just as Ben thrust urgently into me in his own climax. As we eased down from our highs, he grinned down at me. "So, you were saying?" I laughed, and squeezed down on his shrinking cock with my pussy. "So I was wrong. You complaining?" "Never!" Carol's hand reached out and took mine, squeezing. "Good one, sis?" I grinned across at her. "Of course. You?" "Naturally. We have two fine young studs here, remember?" "As if I could forget, Carol. Shame on you if were thinking that." "No way, little sister, not while I'm lying here with my son's cock still in my pussy, and you're lying there with your son's cock still in your pussy." I laughed, and stretched up to give Ben another quick kiss. "Not for much longer, sis, he's about to slip out!" "Me, too," said Tony, and he and Ben, almost as if they were synchronised, eased themselves back onto their heels, both cocks gleaming with pussy juice. He looked across at me and Ben. "Shower, anyone?" "Mine's the biggest," I said, "so three of us for there. Who's with me?" "Me," said Ben and Tina simultaneously. Carol laughed and reached out for Tony's hand. "Come on, stud, and wash your momma's back." Tony affected a pout. "But I wanted to wash your front!" "That too, hon, 'cause I'm too relaxed, thanks to you and Ben." "Use my shower," said Ben, "it's big enough for the two of you." "Help me up," I said to Ben, "and let's you, me and Tina go get ourselves clean again. Again!" An hour later, all of us more or less dressed, although only a light dress, no underwear, for me, we ambled, or shambled, more probably, downstairs. "Anyone hungry?" I asked. "It's almost two, so time for some lunch, I think, before you guys go home." "Something light," said Carol. "I've got cold chicken, cheese and salad stuff, and there are bread rolls. Salad, or sandwich?" Consensus was chicken salad and the five of us made short work of both preparing it and eating it. I opened a bottle of wine and we had a glass each, and at about four in the afternoon Ben and I waved goodbye to the others. Carol had borrowed the double-ender. As she'd said, 'Tina and I can have fun, even if Tony can't get it up!' Tony, of course, said that watching them, helping them, even, would probably do the trick, but he didn't think he'd be able to handle both of them. As they disappeared around the corner, I turned to Ben. "Tonight, hon, I won't mind at all if you just want to sleep, because, frankly, that's all I want." "We'll see, Mom, but I think I'll probably feel the same way by bedtime. For now, though, anything you want to do?" I grinned. "Well, we can always look at the photos and videos that Carol downloaded to my computer?" "Yes!" "And later, we can think about what we might want to do with Alice, next weekend, after the boys go off on vacation with their dad. You're working Friday afternoon, yes?" "Afraid so, Mom." "Never mind, I'm sure Alice and I will find something to do while we're waiting for you." Ben laughed. "I'd never doubt you, Mom. For now, though, let's go and look at pictures!" So we did. And that's the conclusion of the interlude. 'MILF 3 – Alice' will continue the tales from the Morton MILF Motherhood, when I get it written! As always, comments and votes are welomed, and if you ask a question, make sure I have an address to reply to! MILF 02 "Just coming up to seven." "I think we both need a rest, so how about we straighten this bed, then have ourselves a swim? Then we'll shower - together, of course. Maybe watch TV for a while, or just listen to music? After that, into bed, for an early night. You've already cum three times today, so I won't mind if we don't make love again tonight, but I want you next to me when I wake up in the morning." "That's where I want to be, Mom, so no arguments from me. Let's go!" And that's how it went. We swam for a half-hour or so, then took a giggling, teasing shower together. We didn't bother dressing, just cuddled together on the couch watching some inane comedy on TV - I couldn't tell you anything about it to save my life, I was too busy enjoying Ben playing with my tits. About ten-thirty, we took ourselves off to bed. Ben surprised me, he was ready to go again and we made slow, gentle love before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms. When I woke, it was to find Ben already awake. He smiled, and reached across to kiss me. "I was just watching you sleeping," he said. "You looked so peaceful, I didn't have the heart to wake you." I grinned. "Best night's sleep I've had for ages. I think I passed out from exhaustion last night, rather than falling asleep." Ben laughed. "Could be, Mom, could be. You stay there, nice and cozy, and I'll go and make us some coffee." "That's what I've missed - room service!" "Yeah, right. Won't be long." He swung back the sheet - the only thing covering us, although as it only covered up to my hips I wasn't exactly covered - and stood up, stretching. I admired the play of muscles in his back – okay, his ass! - and watched as he went to the door, letting out a wolf whistle as he went out. He waved, and I settled back in the bed, making a nest with the pillows. Thinking. Thinking, that to many of the people 'out there' what Ben and I had done together was both illegal and immoral. Not being particularly religious, I didn't bother thinking about the attitude of the church. Did I regret it? No! It was an expression of my love for my son. Okay, not a conventional expression, but if we weren't harming anyone else, I couldn't regret it. And I was getting some great sex out of it, too. "You look awful thoughtful, Mom. Thinking about us?" I hadn't notice Ben come back, with two mugs of coffee. I nodded. "Yes, and what we've been doing together." He settled down on the bed beside me; I reached for the coffee mug he was holding out to me, and took a sip. Delicious! "Regrets?" I think he was a little hesitant. "No! You've given me some of the best sex I've ever had in my life. Your dad will always be my number one, but you're damned close, and a country mile ahead of anyone else I ever had." "Can I ask, did you have many lovers before Dad?" "Only three or four. I married your dad when I was nineteen, and I'd not long turned twenty when you were born. Between discovering what sex was all about and realizing I enjoyed it - a lot! - and meeting your dad, there wasn't a lot of time for anyone. What about you? Many conquests?" "Not really. A couple of girls in high school - I won't name names - and two or three at college. And Jenny, of course. Oh, and the mother of one of my high school sweeties. Six or seven, tops." I stared at him. "The mother of one of your high school conquests?" He gave a wry grin. "Yeah. I have trouble believing it happened, but it did." "You have to tell me about that sometime, please." Ben nodded and I grinned. "They taught you well, then." He smiled. "Yes, I think they did." He took a sip of his own coffee and was silent for a while. "Mom?" "Yes, hon?" "Today?" "What about today?" "Yesterday - last night - was special, but I don't think I can manage to make love to you all day, much as I'd like to." I reached out for his free hand and squeezed it. "That's okay, I don't expect it. Can you manage to make love to me after we've finished our coffee, and then again tonight?" He smiled at me. "Pretty much guaranteed, SexySarah." "Then that will do me just fine, honey. Anticipation can be a very good aphrodisiac. Now? Tell me about your high school lover's mom, eh? No need to name names if you don't want to, keep her secret." "Okay, I won't. How about if I call the girl, um, Liz, and her mother, Jane?" "Okay, now tell." "Well, Liz and I had been going out for a month or two, and there was strong attraction. After about four weeks we got to the heavy petting stage, and then a couple of weeks after that, it was mutual hand jobs. Liz had a lovely juicy pussy, and I guess I got her turned on. Well, one Friday night she told me her mom was going out, and to come round after she'd gone, about eight o'clock. I did, and she opened the door to me absolutely bare-ass naked." "Oh, wow! And then?" "Well, I'd seen her tits and pussy before, but only in glimpses, there was always some clothing getting in the way. The whole naked bit was new to me. Anyway, she said, 'Ben, I want you to fuck me. Mom won't be back until after ten.' I think I was a bit shocked, but no way was I going to turn her down, so I just said, 'where?' She said, 'my bed,' and led me upstairs. Well, long story short, we were well past the awkward stage, and I was getting near to coming, when Liz screamed. Her mom had come back early, and she caught us in mid-fuck!" "What did she do?" "Told Liz to stay in her room, and asked me to come downstairs when I'd dressed. Well, I was scared shitless, but down I went and Jane took me into the sitting room, and asked me to sit down. I started to make some kind of apology, but she stopped me. She said, 'Ben, was this the first time for the two of you?' Well, I said yes, and she sort of smiled and said, 'I'm sorry I caught you, then.' She took me by surprise with that. I can't remember her exact words, but then she said something like, 'Ben, I don't know if Liz was virgin or not, that's not my business, but that's one genie that won't go back into the bottle. Now I've got over the shock of catching you, I've had time to think. I've seen the two of you together and I don't want you having to sneak around trying to find some place to make love when there's a perfectly good bed upstairs. Good sex needs not to be rushed, so if I let you make love here a couple of nights a week, will you promise me not to hurt her?' I was kinda stunned by that, but I told her that as long as Liz and I were a couple, I'd try my level best never to hurt her. She nodded and said, 'let's go and give Liz the good news, then,' and we went up to Liz's room. We found her crying her eyes out, but Jane sat down with her, cuddled her and told he what she'd said to me. I don't think Liz believed her at first, but Jane convinced her. Then she said, 'I caught the two of you before you'd finished, didn't I?' We agreed, and she said, 'I'll leave you to finish what you started. Enjoy yourselves, children.' Then she turned to me and said, 'Ben, be good for her, please. When you're finished - and I'm not rushing you, so take your time and make it good - but I'd like a word with you before you leave, okay?' I said yes, and she left us alone together." I was curious. "Did you manage to finish what you'd started? I would have thought you'd be a tad inhibited." "We were at first, but then I think the humor of the situation got to us and we managed a very nice first fuck, very nice indeed. When we'd cleaned up, Liz said she would stay in her room, and she'd see me in school on Monday. 'We need to find out which nights will be best for us, as well. I'll ask Mom if it can be Friday and Saturday. Maybe occasionally you can sleep with me on a Friday night, eh?' Sounds good to me, I said, kissed her goodnight, and went downstairs to see what her mom wanted." "And what did she want? From what you've said, a piece of the action for herself?" Ben nodded, grinning. "Exactly. She told me her divorce had been final for exactly one year, and that although she didn't care if she never saw her ex again, she missed regular sex. She said that Liz stayed over with her dad every other Saturday, and said, 'Ben, when Liz is with her dad, will you make love to me, fuck me? No strings, no conditions, just sex.' I said to her, is that all you want, and she said no, but it was all she was asking for. Well, long story short, I guess I made love to Jane about eight or nine times before Liz and I broke up." I grinned at Ben and squeezed his fingers. "Was she good?" He nodded. "Very good, especially for a novice like me. Best I had until Jenny." He smiled, reminiscing. "She taught Liz a few things, too, so everyone benefited." "Why did you and Liz break up?" "No big deal, Mom, I think it was just that we were both ready to move on, without regrets on either side. Her next-but-one boyfriend is now her husband, so I guess I wasn't mister right." "I guess not." I'd finished my coffee and I set my mug on the bedside table. "Well, Jane was your first older woman, I'd guess?" Ben nodded. "Okay, let me get you hard and we'll see how this older woman compares, eh?" "Yes, Ma'am!" As he'd been recounting his tale, his cock had begun showing signs of life, so I wriggled down the bed a little and took hold of it, then took him into my mouth. I wasn't planning to blow him, not this time, I just wanted him nice and hard, to fill my pussy the best way. It didn't take long! I let him slip from my mouth, and as he made to rise, I pushed him back. "Just get yourself comfortable, son, 'cos Momma's gonna ride!" I swung my leg over him, and shuffled forwards on my knees, so that I was positioned over his lovely hard cock, then held him in place as I lowered myself, taking the first inch or so. I paused, smiling down at him, and blew him a kiss. "Ready?" "Oh, yes. Willing and able, too, SexySarah. Just slide yourself down my pole, sexy lady." I grinned, and did just that! I was soaking, and he bottomed out in me first time. I squeezed down on him and he grinned. "Very nice, SexySarah, very nice indeed." "Thank you, stud. Now, while I see about getting us both to climax, there's a pair of tits up here which could do with some attention, pretty please." Bless him, he doesn't need asking twice. His hands were lovely on my tits, fondling, caressing, stroking, and my nipples were hard and aching in very quick time. I busied myself with making sure his cock was well simulated, sliding my soaking pussy up and down it, squeezing down on it, relishing the feel of Ben within me, bringing him - and myself - closer and closer to climax. Ben grinned up at me as he caressed me, and blew me a kiss. "This is a dream I've had for years finally come true, Mom, truly," he said as his hips thrust his cock into me, counterpoint to my slide up and down his rock-solid erection. "Well, a month ago I wasn't even thinking about doing this, or anything remotely like it, but I'm certainly enjoying it, stud. For now, though, shut up and concentrate, because I'm getting close!" "Yes, ma'am!" And concentrate he did, never ceasing his hip action, his hands warm on my breasts and, as I got closer to climax, my hips, holding me lightly as his cock pistoned in and out of my streaming pussy. My climax took us both by surprise, the pleasure surging through me as my pussy clamped down on him, his own climax only seconds later, his reflex hip action almost throwing me off him. Almost, but his hands on my hips held me firmly in place. As the shocks began to die, to wane into tremors, I collapsed forwards onto his chest. His arms went around me and I rested my cheek on his chest, breathing heavily, hearing the pounding of his heart as we came slowly down from our mutual high. As my breathing steadied, and my heart-rate eased, I pushed myself back into a sitting position, smiling down at him, feeling him still almost-hard in my satisfied pussy. He looked incredibly happy, and I think it was reflected in my own face. "That was another good one Ben. Thank you." "No, Mom, SexySarah, thank you. Thank you for being the most wonderful mother and lover in the world." I fought a giggle. "Mother and lover, eh? Not a combination that occurs in many households, I wouldn't think." "Well, I can think of two," he said, with a grin. "True, I agree. Oops, I think you're slipping out." "Yeah. Ease up, Mom, let's make it look deliberate." "Okay, then it's us for the shower, and then breakfast. Got to keep your strength up for later." "Definitely!" After our shower, a shower which took a lot longer than it should because of the tickling and caressing, and wet kisses, we didn't bother dressing. I found I enjoyed the minor domestic trivia of preparing breakfast while naked, teasing Ben by brushing against his arm with my breast, or bending over to get things, making sure that my feet were apart and my pussy could be easily seen. He teased me in return, of course, making sure I had to brush against him to reach things, letting his hand trail nonchalantly where my ass or tit or pussy had to brush against it as I passed, but eventually, we settled down and actually ate our breakfast. Finished, dishes cleared away, we took our coffees into the sitting room and relaxed on the couch. "Any plans for the day?" I asked. "I think we both need a little time to recharge our batteries, but tonight, well, tonight we sleep together again." "Only sleep, SexySarah? How disappointing." But Ben was grinning. "Only after we exhaust each other, of course," I said, laughing, "but remember, I need to go to work again tomorrow, so I do actually need some sleep tonight." He nodded. "Agreed, so we had better plan on an early night, then." "How early? Ten?" He winked. "I was thinking nine, or even eight." "Are you up to it?" "Mom, just thinking about it now is making John Thomas stir again." "Ben, sweetheart, much as I love you, and love fucking you, my pussy does need a little rest, so as I said before, any plans for today? Plans that don't involve your cock and my pussy, at least, not until this evening." He shrugged. "Hadn't really given it any thought, Mom. What about you? Any ideas?" "Yes, I do, as it happens. I thought we might barbecue a couple of steaks tonight, but I checked the freezer, and we're out, so I'll need to get some. I'll either go to the local mart, or else to the mall. The butcher in the mall is a little more expensive, but I think what he sells is worth it. So, does steak appeal?" "Definitely!" Ben paused, obviously thinking. "Mom? Any timescale on this?" I shrugged. "As long as it takes, basically. Why?" "I thought I might look into Paul's PC Place, and have a word with Jerry and Danny. There are a couple of things I know I'm going to need for third year at college, and I can sound the guys out, see what sort of deal I can swing." I nodded. "How long will you need for that?" Ben shrugged. "An hour, maybe two." He grinned. "We have catching up to do." He must have seen the alarm on my face, and he held up his hand. "No, Mom, don't worry. Anything about me and you stays behind sealed lips, okay?" "Okay. So, how about this?" I glanced at the clock. "Just coming up to ten-thirty now. We'll get dressed, and I'll drop you at the PC Place on my way to the mall. It's only a couple of minutes walk to the mall for you when you're done. Once I have everything I need for tonight, I'll go to the coffee shop near the parking lot. It's usually fairly quiet. I'll wait for you there, okay?" I did a quick calculation. "I should be there from about eleven-thirty, maybe a little later. If you get there first, just wait for me, okay?" "Sounds like a plan, Mom. Tallyho!" "Okay, then. Sorry, Ben, but I think I'll need underwear to go to the mall." "No sweat, Mom. I can always take them off you again, later." I laughed. "Yes, you can. I'll look forward to it! Come on, you can choose for me." Hand in hand, we went back up to the bedroom, and I opened my underwear drawer. Ben grinned. "Plenty to choose from, SexySarah." He reached in and took out a pair of panties, and a matching bra. "How about these?" Conservative in style, a floral pattern. In fact, some of my most comfortable. "Okay by me, baby. Not too grannyish?" "Of course not, but it depends what else you're wearing. So?" "Well, I could wear a dress, or I could wear a blouse and skirt, or trousers. Or maybe my first choice, shorts and a tank top? What would you prefer?" "Go for the shorts and tank top, Mom. With your legs, it's a shame to hide them." I glanced at him in surprise. "You like my legs?" "I love your legs. And your ass, and your tits, and your elbows, your shoulders, everything about you, in fact." "Why, thank you, sir," I said in my best Southern drawl. "Shorts and tank top it is." Ben still had my underwear and I held my hand out for it, but he shook his head. He put the bra on the bed, then knelt, holding the panties for me to step into. I laughed and accepted the unspoken invitation, enjoying the feel of his fingers against my skin as he drew them up for me. He even knew enough to settle them properly against my ass. I waited, and sure enough, he held the bra for me to lean into, settling my tits into the cups, reaching around behind me to fasten it, then stepped back. "Comfortable, Mom?" "Absolutely. Want a job as a ladies maid?" I said, pulling on a tank top and shorts. Not too short, but I was showing a good bit of leg. He laughed. "Not until I graduate. Now, I guess I'd better get dressed as well." "While you're doing that, I'll get the car out. See you downstairs." Twenty minutes later, I pulled in as near as I could to the PC Place. I leaned across and gave Ben a quick kiss. "Ring me if there's any change in your plans." "Will do, Mom. Bye for now." "Hold it a moment. What do you want with your steak? Salad?" "Yes, please, with a baked potato?" "Okay, now go, and don't forget to ring if there's any change, okay?" "Okay, Mom, see you later." And he was away, a lean, gangling young man in t-shirt and jeans. I put the car into drive and took myself off to the mall. It was Wednesday, and not really busy, so it didn't take me long to get the few items I needed. Even then, I took my time, choosing carefully. With the meat – two lovely rib-eye steaks – safely packed away in a cooler bag I always carry in the car, I glanced at my watch. Eleven-forty. Right, bag into the car, then coffee time! I was just about to enter the coffee shop when there was a touch on my arm, and I turned. Alice Jensen! Like me, in shorts and top - a nicely-filled t-shirt in her case. "Hi, Sarah," she said, smiling. "Alice, hi! Hey, long time no see. How are you doing?" She made a face. "It's a year today since my divorce, so not so good. But then I haven't seen you for what, must be eighteen months or more, yes? So you probably wouldn't know about the divorce, would you?" I shook my head. "No, I didn't. I'm sorry to hear it. I guess it was probably Jill and Tom's Christmas party two years ago last time we met." "Yeah, probably." I studied her, and took a chance. "Alice, you look as if you might want to talk about things. Want to get a coffee-to-go and find a quiet corner somewhere? I'm in no rush." "You wouldn't mind? Not that I want to burden you with my troubles, but yes, I'd like to talk to someone." "Come on, then, let's get those coffees, and we'll find somewhere to sit away from other ears." There were plenty of benches around the mall, and we found one with open aspect in front, and nothing close behind us, so the likelihood of someone listening to us was very small. Seated, I took a sip of my coffee and turned to Alice. MILF 02 "So, why the divorce? David cheating on you?" She shook her head and gave me a wry smile, then took a sip of her own coffee, pausing. She looked up at me. "Sarah, why do people fall in love?" I laughed. "I have no idea! I was lucky with Jack, but I know some couples aren't really suited. You and David, though, you always seemed solid." "We were, at first. Then the boys came along, David, junior, and Alan, and everything seemed fine for a while. But then the magic faded and disappeared. I think we just fell out of love. Does that make sense?" I nodded. "It does. Sad sense, but sense, yes. Then?" "Well, we realized we had to talk about it. I think David was as sad about it as I was, because when we were first married, and even after the boys came along, everything was good. Great, in fact, but gradually it just became too, well, ordinary." She looked at me and made a face. "It's a year since my divorce, but it's almost three since I got laid! Tell me, Sarah, where do I find someone who wants to lay a thirty-nine years old divorcée, with twin sons almost eighteen years old? Huh?" Opportunity! "Well, I know one guy, probably two." She stared at me, then flushed. "Ben's one, right? Who's the other?" "My nephew, Tony." She nodded. "What makes you think either of them would want to even touch me, let alone fuck me?" "I can't really speak for Tony, but as far as Ben is concerned, well, something I found out by accident, and something he told me in confidence." Alice stared at me, and her flush deepened. "Something Ben told you? About me?" "It was in confidence, Alice, so no details, and I'm not saying it was about you." "I suspect it was, though. My pool? Me and Jenny? When Jenny fucked him and I blew him? That time? I won't pretend to hide it, if you already know, but I'll tell you something, Sarah. Ben wanted to fuck me and I wouldn't let him. When you see him, tell him I've regretted saying no ever since!" "Honest?" "Honest, Sarah, yes. If I got another chance with him, I'd take it!" I reached out for her hand, and squeezed it. "I think I can pretty much guarantee you'll get that chance, if you want it?" "How? Are you soliciting for your son now?" Her tone was sarcastic but I could see the interest in her eyes. I shook my head. "No, Ben is quite capable of finding his own women, I think. He doesn't need my help." Alice was quiet for a while, then looked at me. "Something Ben told you, and something you found out by accident, you said?" I nodded, and she went on. "I'd guess the 'told' was about the pool? It's okay, Sarah, I don't really mind you knowing, as long as it doesn't freak you out and it stays a secret between us?" "No, it doesn't freak me out. You were both adults. Okay, he's my son and I guess I got taken by surprise, but I'll make you a promise now, Alice. Without your express permission I'll never discuss it with anyone else but Ben, okay?" She nodded. "Okay. Now, the 'found out by accident' bit, what was that all about?" "It's my turn to ask for your silence, because what I'm about to tell you could get me arrested, run out of town, or both! So, promise me you won't tell anyone?" She looked at me for a long time, then nodded. "Sarah, I swear, by the lives of my two sons, that I will never reveal anything about what you are going to tell me, to anyone, without your express permission. Will that do?" "That will do nicely, Alice, but before I start, how about another coffee?" She grinned. "Good thinking! You stay here, I'll get them this time. Won't be long, because you have me curious." "Okay, I'll wait here, and you get the coffees." Purely an accident of timing, I'm sure, but just as Alice disappeared into the coffee shop, my cell phone rang. Ben! "Hi, son, what's up?" "Mom, I'm going to be late. Sorry, but Jerry's short-handed today, only Danny, so I said I'd give a hand until the afternoon guy comes on at four. Jerry will give me a ride home then. Don't worry, I'll be home in plenty of time for our steaks!" "Okay, son. Now listen, I just bumped into Alice, and she just went for coffees for us. Keep your fingers crossed, because I just might have good news for you later." "Alice, huh? Okay, Mom, see you at home." I closed the phone just as Alice came back with two more coffees. I took one and smiled at her. "I was supposed to be meeting Ben for lunch, but he just rang to say he can't make it. So, how about lunch? My treat?" She glanced at her watch. "Why not? As long as I'm home for three, before the boys get in from school. Okay, they're almost eighteen, and have keys of their own, it's just that I like to be home for them. Guess it's a mom thing." She shrugged, and gave me a wry smile. "First, though, Mrs Tellman, what were you about to tell me?" I grinned. "Get yourself comfortable, then, and listen. A few weeks ago, while Ben was still at college, he phoned me one evening. He wanted me to email him some notes he'd made, but forgot to take back with him when he went back after the mid-semester break. He had to give me his user-name and password, so I could login to his computer, of course, and that was my first clue." "First clue to what?" "Patience, Mrs Jensen, I'm getting there! First clue to my discovery. His password was Sexy Sarah number 1." I glanced at Alice. Her eyes were bright with curiosity, and she signaled me to go on. "Like I say, that was my first clue. My next was after I'd sent him the file he wanted, when I spotted the corner of a photo sticking out from a folder, a corner which seemed to be showing skin." "Skin? Like, people skin?" "Exactly, like people skin. So, being a woman, I let curiosity over-weigh any scruples about invading Ben's privacy, and took the photograph out." "And? What was it? Tell, Sarah!" "It was a female nude." I paused, and Alice spoke up, frowning. "Nothing strange in that, I'd have thought? After all, Ben is male, still young, and presumably horny?" I nodded. "Very true, on all counts." I couldn't suppress my smile, and I suspect that gave Alice a clue, but she didn't say anything. I went on. "No, what stopped me in my tracks was the identity of the nude. It was me!" "You? How? Or should I ask, where?" "Me, yes. How? A manipulated photo of me in a bikini, taken on a trip to the beach a few years ago, before Jack was killed. Ben had erased the bikini and fleshed me out in his imagination. Not a bad effort, I thought, and then realized why he'd done it. When a horny young man keeps a nude photo near his bed, it's usually for masturbation stimulus. First reaction was shock and outrage, of course, but then I realized that my overriding reaction was excitement, and that really I was flattered!" "Oh, wow!" "Wow, indeed. When I realized that, I got even more curious. I went prying on his computer, and found a folder which was password-protected. Of course, being a woman, I tried to open it. No luck at first, but then I tried a slight variation on his password, and opened it." "And? What was in it?" "Patience, Alice, I'm getting there! What was in it? I'll tell you, but I'll need to digress slightly, first. Do you know what a MILF is?" "MILF? No, I don't. What is it?" "MILF is an acronym, used by horny young males. It stands for 'mom I'd like to fuck.' M-i-l-f, MILF." "Oh." "Yes, oh. Well, Ben had a list of his top four MILFs in the folder. I have to admit, Alice, I was shocked to see my own name as number one, and my sister Carol as number two." "What about three and four?" "Your sister Jenny at number three, and you at number four!" There was a long silence before Alice spoke, and when she did, her tone was thoughtful, rather than annoyed or angry. "I think I can understand Jenny being before me, because Jenny fucked him and I only blew him." "Don't say 'only', Alice. Ben told me it was the best blow job he's ever had." She flushed, but looked pleased. "Well, tell him from me, he's a pretty damned good pussy-eater!" "I will, but you might prefer to tell him yourself." I didn't give her a chance to reply, but carried on. "My next problem, of course, was how to let Ben know, without revealing my invasion of his privacy, so I asked Carol for advice." "And what did she say?" "Long story short, she said to tell Ben that I'd found the photo, was flattered rather than disgusted, but that the photo was slightly wrong, and if he was going to masturbate to thoughts of me, he should do it to a correct image. She took some nudes of me, and I sent him one in an email, telling him exactly what Carol had suggested." "Oh my god! What was his reaction? Tell me!" "Shock, of course, then pleasure that I was flattered. But he thought I should know his darkest fantasies before he came home so that I'd have time to forgive him. He gave me the password for the folder and asked me to read it and forgive him. I read it again, Alice, and there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that Ben wanted to fuck me!" "What did you tell him?" "Tell him? That I wasn't disgusted, but excited. Oh, fuck it, Alice, I'll cut to the chase. I collected Ben from the airport yesterday and as soon as we got in the house, we were in bed together. Yes, Alice, my son and I fucked! We did again this morning and will do again tonight. That's how I found out about you and him, because he ate me out, and fucking great it was, too! I asked him who'd taught him and, well, you know the rest." I paused, and took her hand. "Alice, if you want to fuck Ben, come and help me exhaust him, please?" She stared at me, eyes bright, face flushed. "You're serious?" "Absolutely. Frankly, I want to watch!" "God, Sarah, what the fuck do I say? I want to say yes, of course I do, but I have the boys to think about! I daren't take a chance of them finding out." She paused, obviously thinking furiously, then looked up at me. "School finishes on Thursday, tomorrow, for the summer break. The boys are with me until a week Friday, then their dad collects them for a trip to the Everglades, some male-bonding alligator thing. A three week break. If you can keep Ben satisfied until Friday week, then I'll join you! Oh, god, yes! Tell Ben I'll be wet until then!" I laughed. "I will! Friday week, then, say after two? No, make it two-thirty. That gives me time to get home from work. Come for a swim, but don't bring a suit." She grinned."Of course not." "And be prepared to stay all night." Her smile was feral. "Definitely!" "Okay, then. So I can tell Ben that MILF number four says yes?" "Not just yes, Sarah. Yes, please!" She paused. "Do you want me to say anything to Jenny? I know for a fact she enjoyed fucking Ben." I thought for a moment. "Maybe after you've fucked him as well. Gives you an excuse to compare notes, which brings me to another confidence. My sister, Carol? MILF number two? Well, she says yes, too." Alice laughed out loud, happy. "Could Ben take all four of us, do you think?" "Probably, but it would be an all-day thing." A sudden thought struck me. "Carol suggested a nude photo of all four of Ben's MILF fantasies together would blow his mind." "It would! I'm game, and I'm pretty sure Jenny would be as well. It will need organization, but I'm sure we can think of some way to organize it." Alice paused. "Okay. You, Sarah Tellman, have given me plenty to think about, so let's go and have that lunch. And I'm paying, not you! You have just completely brightened my anticipated sex life from zero to wow! Where are we going?" "If you're paying, you get to choose. But Lee's Chinese buffet, and Bambina are two that Carol and I use fairly often. Neither is expensive, and the food is good." "Italian! Pasta! Bambina it is. Let's go!" Alice and I parted at two, after a cheerful, satisfying lunch. We'd spent the time, where we could be overheard, gossiping, telling tales of our children's pranks when they were youngsters, and just generally being girls together. We parted with a hug and a kiss, having exchanged cell phone numbers and email addresses, and promising to keep each other informed. Okay, now for home, maybe a swim, and Ben. Ben arrived home at just after five, greeting me with a hug and a kiss. A long, deep, lover's kiss, definitely not the kiss of a son for his mother. "Hi, SexySarah. Good day?" I grinned. "Could be. I have a message for you." "You do? What?" "MILF number four says yes, please." His face brightened. "Alice? Great! Did she say when?" "Whoa, boy, slow down, there. Alice is number four, remember, not number two, but she did give me another message for you. She says, that day she gave you the blow job? When she turned down the fuck? Well, she's regretted saying no ever since, and is really looking forward to remedying the situation. It won't be until a week Friday, though, when the boys are off to the Everglades with their dad." Ben frowned. "Just their dad? Not Alice?" "Just their dad, yes, some men-only thing, I guess, but that's immaterial. I only found out today, but Alice and David got divorced a year ago." "Oh, no, that's terrible. Did she say why?" I nodded. "Yes, she says they just fell out of love, were wise enough to recognize the fact, and ended the sham. She says they're still friends, but the spark is dead." "Well, if MILF number four won't be available until next week, how about number one and me sashay upstairs and renew the pleasure we've found." "Race you!" He beat me easily, of course, and was waiting at the bedside for me, naked, his cock already half erect. He grinned. "Okay, SexySarah. I put you into your underwear, now it's time for me to get you out of it." I stood in front of him with my arms held out to the sides. "Well, my sweet, get on with it!." He made a sensuous experience out of it, sliding my tank top up and off over my head, his lips following his hands up my belly, over my breasts, kissing the valley between my breasts as he went. My tank top discarded, he drew me close, his arms going around me to loosen my bra, easing back to let it fall, his lips following the material as it slipped from my beasts until, with a shock of pleasure as sharp as a knife thrust, I felt his lips close over my nipple, suckling gently, bringing back memories of the pleasure I'd experienced feeding baby Ben. He eased back and went to his knees before me, easing off my shoes, loosening the snap at the waistband of my shorts, lowering the zip, easing the shorts over my ass, letting them fall to pool around my ankles while he buried his face in my groin, breathing deeply. There must have been plenty for him to smell, as I was soaking! He eased my panties down and off, and I felt his tongue probing my slit, lapping at my free-flowing juices. He pushed at my hips, letting me step out of my pooled clothes, moving me back until I felt the edge of the bed, then let myself fall back, my legs spread lewdly, while Ben applied himself to making me feel good. And, oh boy, did I feel good! I was excited, I was ready, and Ben was learning his way around my pussy because it seemed no time at all before he had me on the edge of climax, then, as I buried my fingers in his hair, over the edge I went, a scream strangled in my throat as his busy tongue tried its best to lick me dry, my belly rippling, my pussy clutching at a non-existent penis. I pulled at Ben and he lifted me bodily onto the bed, lowering himself between my legs and thrust his cock deep into me. I gasped as I felt him bottom, his balls against my ass as he began to give me the fucking I so badly wanted. To be honest, it wasn't love-making, it was just fucking, a carnal rut that both of us were enjoying, and as hard as Ben's hips thrust his cock into my streaming pussy, so my own hips pushed back at him. I was loving it! Ben must have been as ready as I was and it seemed no time at all before his climax hit him, and his hips tried their damnedest to move me bodily across the bed as he surged in orgasm, and my pussy responded, a shock of pleasure running through me as Ben roared his triumph. The intensity was too much to sustain and as his climax eased, Ben collapsed across me, managing to ease out and roll to his back alongside me on the tangled bedding. It was a long time before either of us spoke, probably because we were too busy getting our breath back. Eventually, I managed to lift myself enough to lean across and kiss him. I smiled down at him. "I could be wrong," I murmured, "but I think you sort of wanted me?" He snorted. "Now whatever makes you say that, SexySarah?" "Oh, a woman's instinct. Plus, the rather satisfied look on your face, and the way my pussy is still tingling. Or should that be throbbing?" I shrugged, as best I could while leaning on one elbow. "Or was it just to build up an appetite for your steak?" "Ah!" he said, "I'm found out!" He sobered. "Love you, SexySarah." "Love you too, stud. Come on, let's have a swim, then while you get the barbecue going I'll prepare the salad. I think I'll parboil the potatoes a little, then cook them wrapped in foil on the barbecue." "Sounds good. Anything else?" "I think I'll change the sheets on the bed after we've eaten. I think we kind of messed them up a bit." He laughed. "Yeah! But it was fun doing the messing!" "Yes! My pussy is still recovering!" A half-hour swim got the kinks out of my system, and the steak, salad and baked potato went the rest of the way in making me feel human again. It was after eight by the time we'd eaten and cleaned everything up. "Work tomorrow, worse luck," I said as we relaxed in the sitting room with our coffees. "What time is bed time going to be?" "Ten, I think," said Ben. "I know I said eight or nine earlier, but that was before that super session before dinner." I laughed. "Ten is fine. Um, any plans for tomorrow?" "I knew you were going to be at work, so I told Jerry I'd give him a hand again tomorrow. Will you drop me off on your way to work? I'll be there until after four again, so I'll get something to eat with the guys." "Fine by me, honey. I'll be talking to your aunt Carol tomorrow, so, any message?" Ben grinned. "Just ask her, when?" I laughed. "I will, but it might be Saturday. I thought I'd suggest to her that she leaves Tony and Tina to play together and comes over here, to help me exhaust you." I smiled. "Another time will do for me to try Tony out and you, Tina." "Sounds good, Mom. I'll keep my fingers crossed." "For the moment, though, as it's only eight-fifteen, what would you like to do until bed-time?" He thought for a moment. "I think I'll check my email. A couple of the guys from college said they might get in touch. Okay?" "Sure. I think I'll check my own as well." "When we've checked, can I have a look at your web-cam setup? It worked great from my end. Lovely images!" He winked and gave me a mock leer. I laughed. "Okay, but email checks first." There wasn't much for me. A couple of updates from sites I had registered with, the usual junk emails, and one that took me a little bit by surprise, because it was from Alice. Surprise, because it was only a few hours since we'd parted. Only one way to find out what was in it, of course, so I opened it. 'Hi, Sarah. After I left you this afternoon I couldn't get what you told me out of my mind. I had a little time before the boys got home from school, so I took a photo for Ben, and I'm attaching it. Tell him it's a reminder, and to add it to his masturbation stimulus. I can't wait for next Friday! Love, Alice.' I opened the attachment and laughed out loud. A self-portrait of Alice. Of a nude Alice. Of a nude Alice who wasn't being at all careful whether or not she displayed her pussy, and a very nice pussy it is, too. A sound at the door alerted me and I looked across at Ben, leaning against the door frame. I signaled him to come in. MILF 03 It's been a while since the previous part, and for that, I'm sorry. I'll try to do better next time. Yes, there's more to come. ***** After Carol and the twins left, Ben and I took things easy. Both of us needed the rest! We did manage to make love later, but it was slow and easy, and we drifted off to contented sleep. Next morning, Monday, we both had to be dressed and out. Me to work, Ben to see when Jerry Dean needed him to work that week. Jerry was interviewing candidates for the vacant sales position that Ben was covering for him, but as Ben had said, 'I told Jerry I'd cover for him for the summer recess if he needed me. I could use the pay, to be honest.' "If Jerry needs you today, ring me at work to let me know, otherwise I'll get dinner ready for six-thirty. Okay? And any spare moments you have, think about what you and I can do to help Alice out." He grinned. "Will do, Mom. She's coming round Friday afternoon, right?" "Yep. I told her not to bring her swimsuit," I said, fighting a giggle. "Of course not!" said Ben, and he was fighting his own laugh. "If you're working Friday, you'll probably find us in the pool when you get home. If we're not there, and we're not in the sitting room, check the bedroom, because we might be playing. Not with the double-ender, because Carol has that, but I have other toys, remember?" "Of course. It would be nice to see her playing with Ben II." "Good idea, I'll suggest it." He grinned. "Video would be good." "We don't have a video camera, remember?" At least, not yet, we don't. Ben nodded. "I know, but you do have a web-cam, and it will work fine with some of the video-recording programs. We both use Linux, so there are free options. I'll have a word with Jerry and Danny and see what they recommend, then set it up for you, if you like? And no, I won't tell them why!" He grinned. "Although it would be interesting to see their faces." "Yeah, right. Okay, hon, ready to roll?" "Sure thing, Mom. Let's go." It turned out that Jerry wanted Ben effectively full time for the next two weeks, and then only Tuesday and Wednesday each week until he went back to college. "It suits me, Mom. I can put a few dollars aside for when I'm back at college that way, and it still leaves us plenty of time to play." "It does, yes. I have some vacation time coming up soon, too, so more time for us to play during the day as well." "You're not planning on going away anywhere?" Ben sounded surprised. I shrugged. "Not that bothered, to be honest." I took his hand. "For now, though, how about bed?" He laughed. "Well, it is almost nine." We managed to make love pretty much every night, sometimes twice, and sometimes managed a morning session as well, but on Friday, when Ben turned to me with the now familiar 'let's fuck!' expression on his face, I stopped him. "Not this morning, sweetie. Remember, Alice will be here this afternoon, and I want you fresh and raring to go for her." "Okay, but can we shower together?" "Of course. Come on, let's get started! We might not fuck until this evening, but I do like to feel your hands on me." Oh, yes! Ben has lovely, talented hands. Work was quiet, and at noon I bade goodbye to Liz and Jan and headed off for my usual Friday lunch with Carol. "Hi, sis," she said, waiting at our regular meeting point. "Do you want lunch, or just a coffee-to-go and a Danish, and then just gossip and talk dirty in the park?" She grinned, and waited expectantly. I laughed. "The park, I think. Ben and I have Alice coming this afternoon, and you might have some ideas for us. Dirty talk might help with that." "Whoa, sis! I've seen you two in action, and you don't need any ideas from me." "Yeah, okay, but I have to say, I got some of those ideas from you!" "Well, I am your big sister. I'm supposed to set an example to you." "Like you fucking your son first, and telling me about it?" Carol laughed. "Probably not the best example I could set, but we both seem to be enjoying the outcome." "For the moment, yes, but what happens if Ben and Tony meet girls they want to hook up with, maybe marry?" "We'll face that hurdle when we come to it. For the moment, enjoy! Talking of which, any good tales for your sister?" We soon had the coffee and Danish - two each, talking is hungry-making! Then we sat and gossiped and giggled for a while, Carol amusing me with her antics with the double-ender and Tina - and Tony, of course - but at one it was time for her to go back to work, and for me to head home to prepare for my visitor's arrival. Alice was prompt. I'd suggested two-thirty, and it was only a minute or two after that when I heard the doorbell ring. After I got home from work I'd changed into my now favorite outfit of summer dress and no underwear, and that was how I greeted Alice. I was a little surprised when I opened the door. "No car?" I said, ushering her in. Alice laughed. "No, I came by cab. That yellow minivan of mine is just a little too recognizable, so I thought I'd be discreet." She brandished a carry-all. "Change of clothes, just in case. Not a lot, because I hope to be naked most of the time." I laughed. "That's the plan, yes, but before we start playing, how long can you stay?" She made a face. "Tonight, obviously, and most of tomorrow. I'm expecting the twins to phone me tomorrow evening, but I told them I would be away from the house until at least six o'clock Saturday evening. Of course, what I should have done was tell them to ring my cell, then it wouldn't matter where I am." "True, but never mind, we can have a lot of fun before then!" "Yeah!" Her grin was almost feral. I laughed. "Come on, I'll show you to the guest room, although I'm hoping you'll be sleeping with me and Ben, so it's just somewhere to stow your things." "That's what I'm hoping as well," she said, as she followed me along the hallway and up the staircase, "although I'm planning on staying awake until I'm exhausted. At least, that's what I'm hoping." She gave me a wink and a wry smile. "It's been too long since I had a real, live cock in my pussy, attached to a man who knows how to use it!" "Well, I can promise you this. Ben certainly knows how to use his!" "I know! Remember, I watched him fuck Jenny." "So you did. This time, I'm planning to watch him fuck you, Alice, and maybe lend a hand where it's needed, so start anticipating, because he'll be home around six. I'm doing a ham salad this evening, so there'll be time for a nice, leisurely fuck before dinner, and plenty of time after. Okay, here we are. I only dressed to open the door when you got here, so if you want to start your being naked time, feel free. We can have a swim, or talk a while, or both. We have plenty of time to make some plans, but while I remember, do you have any ideas for when Ben is temporarily unable to get it up?" "What sort of ideas?" she said, but I could see she was trying not to grin. "Just ideas about what we girls do without a real erection to play with, that sort." I gestured in the general direction of my bedroom. "I have a strap-on and two dildos. There's usually a double-ender available, too, but Carol borrowed it." She let the grin out, threw her carry-all on the bed, and put her hands on my shoulders, gazing into my eyes. "Any objection to girl-on-girl?" she said, her voice soft, warm. I let my grin answer hers, and drew her into my arms, angling my head for her kiss. "Absolutely none," I murmured, as our lips met. The kiss was long, warm, a promise, and I was reluctant for it to end, but I'd had an idea, so I eased myself away from Alice. "Something wrong?" she said, looking a little anxious. "Absolutely not," I said, hugging her, "I just had an idea, and there's something I want to show you." "Like what?" she said, her smile returning. "Come on, it's in my office." "Your office? Now you have me really curious." In the office I pointed. "See that? It's a web-cam, and this," I said, holding it out to her, "is the remote control for the web-cam. Take this, and take a seat on the couch while I switch on, and I'll show you how it works." Curious, interested, Alice did as I asked, and handed me the remote as I sat down beside her. I pulled the hem of my dress up as I sat, baring my thighs a little, and used the remote to settle the camera onto us on the couch, keeping it zoomed out so that all of us except our feet showed on the screen. I turned to Alice, gesturing towards the screen. "Keep watching," I said, as I zoomed slowly in, centering the view on myself, lowering the angle as I spread my legs and zoomed in on my pussy, filling the screen. Looks like I'm pretty wet, I thought. I turned to Alice, who grinned at me. "Fucking marvelous! Did you use this to tease Ben?" "I certainly did. First time he ever saw me naked in real time as opposed to a photo, and first time he ever watched me use a dildo on myself." I grinned. "He recorded it, too, so you can watch it later if you like." "I like!" "Okay, but later. The reason I showed you is that Ben set it up so that I can record from the web-cam onto the hard drive, so how do you feel about making a little girl-on-girl video for Ben to watch later?" "Yes! Oh, fuck, yes! Any ideas on what to do?" "I do, actually. I have a strap-on tucked away in my closet. I thought we might play with that, so how about it?" "Sounds like a plan, girlfriend." "Okay, so decision time - do you want to be the fucker, or the fucked?" She giggled. "Sheesh, what a decision to have to make. Hmm, the fucked, I think, then I can close my eyes and pretend it's one of the boys fucking me." She laughed. "If we have time, we can make me the fucker, and you the fucked." "Still no progress on the twins front?" Alice sighed. "No, none. I caught Alan trying to watch me undress only last week. I told him off, of course, but my heart wasn't really in it. Do you have any ideas?" "A couple, yes, but we need the horny son viewpoint as well, so wait until Ben's home. Now, though, let's make a video, eh?" "Definitely. Any thoughts on plot? Or are we cutting straight to the chase?" "I'll get the strap-on and sort of hide it beside the couch. We'll set the camera for the wide view, to save having to adjust it, then we come into view, sit on the couch, and start making out like a couple of teenagers. Then I have the great idea, and get the strap-on out of the bag and show you. Next thing, we undress each other, that's if we're still wearing anything, and you help me fit the strap-on onto myself. Then you kneel on the couch and I take you from behind. How does that appeal?" Alice grinned. "Very much, especially the 'from behind' bit. I love sex doggy-style." "So do I, and so does Ben, so something to look forward to later. But now?" "Now, we play with the strap-on, so get it!" "Yes, ma'am!" We had fun. We started with the two of us coming in and sitting on the couch, just talking, then I put my finger over Alice's lips to stop her, and drew her into a kiss, playing with her breasts with my free hand, and her returning the favor in very short order. Alice was wearing a dress like my own, but in her case panties, too, and we soon had both dresses open so that we could kiss and suck each other's nipples, and do some friendly titty groping. Then I made with the 'oh! I've had an idea look', and retrieved the strap-on from its 'hiding' place, showing it to Alice. She nodded vigorously and we helped each other take off the little clothing we were wearing. I was about to insert the 'driver's' cock-part into my pussy, when Alice held up her hand to stop me. Next thing I knew, she was on her knees and her mouth was on my pussy. I think if I'd let her, she'd have brought me to orgasm very quickly, but her thinking was to get me wet enough to let me insert the faux cock easily, and easily inserted it duly was, giving me a nice full feeling. I quickly fastened the harness straps, and stood, gesturing to my 'erection', miming a 'turn round' signal to Alice. She nodded, and quickly knelt on the couch, facing away from me. I sneaked a quick glance at the monitor. Center stage! Alice let out a low, soft moan as the strap-on cock went into her pussy. She smiled back at me over her shoulder. "Gods, Sarah, that feels fucking great, even if it isn't real. Better than my dildo, but maybe that's because it's you controlling it." I smiled down at her, beginning a smooth to-and-fro hip action, hearing the faux cock begin to swish in Alice's free-flowing juices. "Well, I have two dildos, so if you want to play 'you do me and I'll do you' once we've finished with the strap-on, just say the word, but for the moment, let me see if I can bring you to climax with this thing, okay?" "Very okay. We can always play with the dildos later while Ben's resting, can't we?" "We certainly can, but for the moment, let me concentrate on you." "Yes, please!" I'm not altogether sure that my first time using the strap-on was an unqualified success, but Alice had a very nice orgasm, aided a little by her own fingers. I eased the cock out of her and unfastened the harness, easing the other phallus out of my pussy. Alice grinned, and before I realized what she was doing, busied herself with licking my juices off it. Hey, good idea, so I began to lick her juices off the other cock. Tasty pussy, Alice, sweet and salty. Eventually, we stopped and collapsed in each other's arms, giggling like fools. "That was fun," Alice declared, "but not nearly as good as a proper cock with a warm man on the other end." "Well, I've never been on the receiving end yet, but I think you're very probably right. Maybe later, we can try it the other way." I grinned. "Floor show for Ben, perhaps." "Sounds good to me." Alice cocked her head. "You said you had a video to show me?" "I do, yes, but first let's make sure we recorded this properly, eh?" "Oh, yes!" We sat on the couch together to watch ourselves playing with the strap-on. I have to say, for a first time try it looked pretty good, and Alice thoroughly enjoyed watching my striptease for Ben, and me using Ben II. Which, of course, reminded me. "The dildo I was using on the video?" Alice arched her brow. "What about it?" "That's the one Ben had custom made, as near as possible to the shape and size of the real thing." "Oh, wow!" "Yeah. Well Ben said to me only this morning that he'd love to see you using it, so shall I fetch it and we'll record another little opus for Ben?" "Fuck, yes!" Alice paused. "Maybe the twins might see it, one day, huh?" "Maybe one day soon, if things work out." "It's a big if. It's wrong for a mother to want to fuck her son, we both know that, yet you already have and I want to, very much." I hugged her. "We'll see if we can't sort something out. Remember, Ben was twenty-one before I found out he wanted me, so you have a little time yet. But for now, back in a moment." It took only seconds for me to fetch Ben II and I handed it - him? - to Alice. She took it from me and examined it, then grinned at me."Same size and shape, huh?" I returned her grin. "Pretty much, yeah. Maybe a millimeter or two difference, no more." "And Ben would like to see me using it?" "He certainly would." "Then he shall! First though, I need to wipe myself off a little." "I have tissues in the desk drawer, so just a moment." Two minutes later, excess juices safely wiped off, Alice settled herself on the couch and I pulled my desk chair out of camera range, remote in hand. "Ready?" Alice paused a moment, then shook her head. "No. I think Ben should see me strip, before I use Ben II." She grinned. "I have a half-cup bra and a thong in my bag, plus a rather short dress I brought along specially for something like this." I laughed. "Good thinking. You go and dress, and I'll take the strap-on and wash it. See you back here in a couple of minutes." It was nearer five minutes, but as I went back into my office I stopped dead, then wolf-whistled. Alice grinned and did a twirl. Her dress was certainly short, finishing mid-thigh on her long legs. Green, black and gold, strapless, with a vee-plunge neckline that almost showed her all. I reckoned that only a half-cup would work with the dress, any ordinary bra would show something, even if it was only the lace edging. "You think Ben will like this?" said Alice. "If he doesn't, he's not the man I know he is." I paused, thinking. "I've had an idea. Wait here, don't take anything off. I'll be about two minutes, okay?" Alice smiled, slightly bemused. "Okay, but don't be long, because I want Ben II inside me real soon." "I'll be right back." In my bedroom, I quickly donned the sin-red bra and minimal panties I'd bought for my web-cam session with Ben, then slid on my 'fuck-me' dress, twisted my hair into a knot and held it with a comb, then went back to the office where Alice was waiting. She was playing with the remote control and looked up as I went back in, silently, as we were both still barefoot. "Oh, wow, look at you! What's the idea, a double strip for Ben?" "Sort of, but we undress each other, then both of us play with dildos. You use Ben II, and I'll use my spare. Sound good?" She grinned, wide, happy. "Sounds great. Now?" "Yes, now. So, are you ready?" "Sarah, for anything to do with sex I'm always ready!" "Okay, then. Stand over by the couch and I'll line up the camera, then it's 'Action'." Aligning the camera took only a moment, and I went across to Alice, taking her into my arms. Her smile broadened as she lifted her lips to mine. The kiss was hot, demanding, promising, and I could feel Alice's hands on my butt. They felt good! I broke the kiss, eased back, and lifted my hands to Alice's tits, squeezing gently. "Your dress first," I said, "then mine, then bra and panties. We'll alternate, give Ben maximum viewing pleasure, okay?" "Abso-fucking-lutely!" I turned her away from me and eased down her zip, then pushed the sides of her dress forwards, so that the dress slid down her body to the floor, my hands moving to cup her breasts. They felt good! She turned back to me, and took me by the shoulders, turning me in my turn so that my back was to her. I felt her fingers on my zip, then she eased the dress off my shoulders and I eased away from her a little to let the dress crash soundlessly to the floor. As it fell I turned back towards Alice and leaned into her kiss. Breaking the kiss, I murmured, "your bra? Front fastening or back? Mine is back, I'm afraid. Front would have been better for this." Alice grinned. "Mine is front, so let's see if we can do this together." "Okay, let's do it!" I'm slightly taller than Alice so my arms went over hers to the fastening of her bra, while hers moved under mine and around me to my back, and in moments both bras were undone; we slid them off each other's shoulders, let them fall, then moved into another kiss, Alice's hands cupping my bare breasts even as my own hands cupped hers. As we broke the kiss I went to my knees and reached up to Alice's waistband, tugging her thong down and sliding it down her long legs, then leaning forward to lay a quick kiss and lick on her pussy. Delicious! I felt her hands on my arms, urging me up and I stood, but she moved me back to the couch and pulled gently down on my waistband, until my thong slid off and down my legs, and then pushed me back until the edge of the couch hit the back of my knees, and I sat. It was that or fall! Alice smiled up at me as she went to her knees, pushing my legs apart. "I've never done this properly before, not to climax, but I've always wanted to," she said softly, and blew me a kiss before her head went down and I felt the exquisite sensation of a tongue laving my pussy. I couldn't help it, I shivered in pleasure, and caught a glimpse of us on the monitor. I put my hand on her head. MILF Allie: A Cable Conundrum NOTES: Been a while, huh? Things were keeping me from writing. Have a couple of new ones, and this is one of them. Hope you like it, because it's probably going to be part of a series. Please do vote and comment. That's what keeps me coming back for more. As always, mind my pen name. What you find in these pages may not be all that realistic, but isn't that what fantasy is all about? **** Allie lay on the bed, panting for breath — her brow damp with sweat. She was far more than damp elsewhere, as she recovered from a powerful orgasm. She'd knocked the remote for the camera off the bed during her throes of passion, but fortunately, the guy on the other end of the connection wasn't asking for any special views. He seemed as content to watch her in the afterglow of her climax as she was to enjoy it. Her vibe lay next to her hip, still slick with her juices. She'd barely found the presence of mind to turn it off. It was the first time she'd gotten off in a couple of days, and she didn't know how much she needed it until her body went ballistic on her. Whoever Billy69 was, he knew how to turn a woman on with text. Allie glanced at her computer screen to make sure she wasn't out of view of the cam. She chuckled, still amused by how ridiculous she looked in post-orgasmic bliss, despite having seen it countless times now. Her long, sandy-blonde hair was disheveled from thrashing her head about. Even in the small video window, she could see the creamy wetness dripping from her still-quivering pussy. Her face, chest, and breasts were rosy with color, matching the warmth she felt. "did u cum?" Billy typed. It was a sharp contrast to the perfection of his typing when he was telling the fantasy story that got her so hot and bothered. "What do you think?" She answered, and then laughed. While she had to make due with text, he could hear her through the chat site's audio. "Yes — hard." "me2. Ur great." "Thank you," she responded, and then blew him a kiss. A final shiver from her orgasm rippled through her, drawing out a moan. She found the energy to sit up and retrieve her remote, expecting him to leave the show any second, now that he'd come. To her surprise, he didn't say his goodbyes. Instead, he typed, "Jus a min. Still shaking." "Mmm — good. I love knowing that you were stroking your cock and shooting your cum for me." She parted her legs and zoomed the camera in. Creamy juices decorated her folds, and glistened in the patch of hair she left unshaven on her mound. "Look what you did to me," she said with a laugh, before zooming back out. His typing improved a little, which she assumed meant that he was beginning to recover. "Are you married?" Allie was more than happy to talk. She'd just had a wonderful orgasm, and she was getting paid for every minute he stayed in the private show. "Divorced." "Kids?" "Nope. I know; that makes my screen name a lie." "You're still a MILF to me, MILFallie. Your boyfriend is lucky as hell." "No boyfriend, either." "Wow. Hard to believe." "Flatterer." "Not at all. You're fun to talk to, and you have the most awesome body." "Used to be better. My boobs are going all saggy." She hefted the pendulous globes for emphasis, tweaking her still-hard, dark pink nipples for good measure. "They're not saggy, especially for natural Ds. Love that you're a real woman, and not all silicone and ribs like the other girls." Allie had quickly discovered that what he was talking about was exactly her appeal, and why she did so well as a camgirl. She was different from the norm, and seemed more attainable to the guys that wandered into her chat. "Going to have to go soon. You want to get dressed again, before you go back to free chat?" "Thank you, baby. I think I'll just give everyone a peek of what they're missing and sign off for the day, though." "Okay, hope to see you soon." "Mmm — me too." She blew him another kiss, and then waved. A few seconds later, the screen showed that she was back in free chat. "Billy made me come hard," she said to the room. "I'm signing off for the day, but I'll be back tomorrow." She ignored the barrage of people complimenting her fully nude body, something not often seen in free chat, offered a wave, and closed down the connection. She knew that the little peek would bring a lot of those guys back again, and some of them would want more in private. Still feeling too languid to even bother putting on her panties, Allie checked her stats for the week. She broke out into a wide smile when she saw a total of almost $600. Six months ago, she was on the verge of losing the house, which she'd ended up with in the divorce. The prospect of having to start all over again at thirty-eight years old was far from welcome. Her job as a night shift nurse just wasn't enough to pay for everything alone. A cryptic classified ad touting Big $$$ — work at home! had enticed her to follow the link to the website. She wished that someone had been there to take a picture of her face when she found out what the work was. Her chin must have been on the desk, and her face as red as a stop sign. On the verge of closing the browser in embarrassment, she noticed the pay scale. $1.25 per minute caught her attention. It took a couple of days for fear of losing her house to bring her back to the website, and even then she'd hesitated. She'd clicked the contact link for more information, and a quick, personal reply surprised her. Rob, the man in charge of recruitment, was personable, and forthright. After several emails, she found that she had screwed up the courage to give it a try. The first night on chat was daunting. She was hardly ashamed of her body, but she'd seen the competition, and thought she was wasting her time. Much to her surprise, the room had filled up quickly, and her first private show had come in within the hour. Now, she was in no danger of losing the house, just for taking her clothes off — and occasionally getting off — from the comfort of her bedroom. She even had money to spare. Allie started, realizing that she was drifting off to sleep, her thoughts half a dream. She saw a comment left on her profile, and went to check it. It was from Billy, and almost embarrassing in how he raved about her private show. She knew it was going to be good for business. She also had messages, and one in particular caught her eye. He was a regular in chat, although he'd only gone private with her once. She clicked on the message and let out a squeal of delight. VandalHeart had promised to send her a naughty pic, and he'd delivered. Allie licked her lips, her eyes drinking in the sight of his erect cock. It was thick, at least 8 inches, shaven, and looked absolutely delicious. He'd obviously underplayed his assets in their numerous chats and emails. He was also holding a little sign next to it that said All Allie's. Lack of sleep and the energy she'd expended in her orgasm finally caught up with her, so she just sent a quick reply. "Oh my god! Gorgeous! So tired, but more later. Kisses wherever you want them. Narf!" The last was a running joke between them about their shared love of Pinky and the Brain, which had come up after the private show. He was the first to actually get her off on cam, and always held a special place in her heart. As soon as the message sent, she saw yet another interesting one had just arrived in her inbox, with Billy's screen name. Much to her delight, he'd taken a picture right after closing down the show. His half-hard cock looked almost as delightful as Vandal's, and she could see a bit of his abdomen, which showed some muscle. Both were covered in the spatters of cum that she'd caused with her show. Again, she sent a quick reply. "Nummies! Wish I was there to clean up for you. Hope to see you again. You were wonderful." Finding it hard to keep her eyes open, and with a shift at the hospital looming all too soon, she shut down the computer, changed the sticky sheets, and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. **** Two days later, Allie breathed a sigh of relief as she walked in her back door. She had the next night off, which meant that tonight would be one of her longer, and more profitable days on cam. She wore only a robe, and carried her digital cam, which was mounted on a tripod. After weeks of thinking about it, she'd taken the plunge and shot some nude pics in her back yard. Though thick woods surrounded the house, she'd still felt as though the whole world was watching her every time she set up the camera, dropped her robe to the ground, and hurried — breasts bouncing — to whatever place she'd chosen to take a picture. Once she downloaded the pics to her computer, she found that almost all of them had turned out great. She might not be a willowy wood nymph, but she didn't think any of her fans would care once the pics showed up on her website in a short while. She especially liked the whimsical one of her sitting on the fountain with the bubble of water popping up between her legs. Eager to see the reactions of her fans, she brought up the web browser to upload them before going on cam for the day. When the connection timed out, her brow furrowed, and she tried again. Unable to connect. Allie hurried to her television and turned it on. To her relief, it came on without any trouble. That meant that the cable wasn't out. She had no more luck connecting to the internet when she returned to her desk, though. She picked up the phone with a sigh, expecting that she would end up losing sleep as well as money. She lived right on the fringes of the area the cable company serviced, so they weren't likely to consider her a priority. Every time she'd had someone out to work on the cable, the company had given her an hour span of half the day that she had to sit and wait. Lady luck must have been smiling on her, because one of the techs was in the area, at a neighbor's house. The rep said that a cancellation left him an open slot, and she would send him over as soon as he finished with the current job. Allie hurried to put on clothes, and to unhook the cam equipment from her computer. Unless the tech really went digging into the computer, he wouldn't find any evidence of her work as a camgirl. She planned on being nearby, to ensure that he didn't do any unnecessary digging. The doorbell rang twenty minutes later, and she could see the cable company van parked in the driveway as she walked to the door. When she answered it, she got quite a surprise. Fantasies instantly flittered through her mind as she drank in the sight of the hunky cable man. She guessed that he was in his mid twenties, and filled out his uniform in the most interesting ways. She was so engrossed in drinking in every detail of him that she didn't notice the slight widening of his eyes. Before she made too much of a spectacle of herself, Allie said, "Thank heavens. I think I would have gone crazy without internet. The computer is back in the bedroom." "I'll get you back up and running. I'm Steve," he said with a smile, and stepped inside when she gestured for him to come in. After just a couple of minutes, he'd determined the problem. "The modem is fried. I have another one out in the van. It's going to be fifty bucks. I can just have them add the cost to your bill, or you can send a check back with me." "Just add it to the bill," Allie answered. She didn't like laying out the money, and could probably get one cheaper if she hunted around, but that would mean waiting. "Be right back. Should have you up in a couple of minutes." Allie licked her lips as he walked out of the bedroom, giving her a fine view of his perfect butt. She knew that she was going to have some imagination fuel to look sexy on cam today. As promised, her internet was back up a couple of minutes later. "Thank you," she said, though she was half-tempted to invent some issue with her television to keep him there a little bit longer. "No problem, Allie," he said, and then winced. She gasped, realizing what the slip meant. Her bills all had her listed under her full name, Allison, and she didn't use the nickname anywhere but on cam. Her face burned as she realized that he knew her from the website. "Sorry, I wasn't going to say anything," he interjected. Allie chuckled nervously, and covered her face with her hands for a second. "It's... It's okay. I've just never been recognized... Oh god." "I won't say anything," he assured her. "Can't believe I actually got the chance to meet you in person. I can die happy now." He stood up and grabbed his tool bag. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable, so I'll get out of here." A million questions — and worries — flooded through her head. One question kept nagging at her, and the temptation to ask it was about to overwhelm any fears she had. The ring of his cellphone answered the question before she could ask it, though. She doubted that anyone else would have the Pinky and the Brain theme song for a ring tone. Again, she gasped, and asked, "Vandal?" Her eyes almost immediately darted down between his legs, the pic he'd sent her replacing the reality of his uniform pants. "Yeah," he answered. "So, you liked the pic, huh?" Already attracted to him from the moment that she'd opened the door, knowing who he was — and what was hiding beneath his pants — sent her body into overdrive. Before she could even consider what she was hinting at, she said, "So, do you usually finish a service call this quick?" He smiled, and answered, "It depends. Sometimes it can take an hour or more to track down a problem." "So, it wouldn't be unusual for you to be here for a while?" She stepped a little closer, her eyes locked with his and burning with desire. "Nope," he answered, his expression one of both disbelief and excitement. She dropped any pretense of simple flirting at that point, and brushed her fingertips over his crotch. He was obviously hard, and groaned from her touch. A second later, they were engaged in a hungry, tongue-wrangling kiss, hands roaming each other's bodies. As she unhooked his belt, he tugged her blouse free of her pants. She immediately lifted her arms, allowing him to pull it off. He started kissing the upper swell of her breasts almost before the top dropped to the floor. Allie moaned and caressed his erection through his pants. With deft fingers, and obvious practice, he popped open the clasp of her bra. In short order, it joined her blouse on the floor below. "Oh god yes," she breathed as he took one of her stiff nipples between his lips. He pulled her skirt past her hips and let it slide down her legs while she mussed his hair and moaned under the ministrations of his lips and tongue. Now clad in only a pair of panties that she knew would be damp soon, she whispered into his ear, "I want to see you." After a few more caresses of his lips, he released her right nipple, and removed his blue uniform shirt. "Oh," Allie exclaimed upon seeing his ripped torso. She traced the deep lines of definition in his chest with her fingers while he stepped on the heels of his shoes to remove them. Her eyes dropped down as he went to work on his pants, and a jolt shot up her spine when he pulled them down to reveal the silhouette of his manhood beneath a pair of green boxer briefs. While he was still trying to step out of his pants, she tugged down his underwear, allowing his cock to spring free. If anything, it was even more gorgeous than the picture. The erect organ twitched, bouncing against his stomach. Steve managed to free his legs from his pants, and pushed his underwear down past his knees to remove them as well. Allie took a step back, toward the bed, and slowly — sensually — pulled down the last bit of cloth covering her body. He squeezed his throbbing cock as the cotton pooled at her feet, and followed her when she sat down on the bed to kick the panties away. "Lie down," she told him while scooting toward the center of the bed. As soon as his back settled on the mattress, Allie cat-crawled over to him, perpendicular to his body, and swirled her tongue over the helmet of his cock. He let out a loud groan, and revealed that he had other ideas. He grabbed her knee and pulled it toward him. After a couple more tugs, she realized what he wanted, and moved to straddle his face. Allie squealed when he grabbed her buttocks and pulled her down to his face. His tongue danced over her folds, making her shiver as she lapped his long shaft, wetting it in preparation for things to come. He was certainly not new to tonguing a woman's folds, and Allie found it hard to concentrate for the first several seconds. He held her tight against his face, his muscular arms ensuring that she would have a difficult time wriggling away. The hard organ below finally captured enough of her attention for her to stand it up, and take it in. His thick shaft stretched her lips, and strained her jaw as her mouth slid down over him. Flavor filled her mouth when a drop of pre-cum oozed from his tip just as she sucked back up to the purple helmet. She'd never been with a man so big, and the thought of that combined with his relentless tongue to make her tremble. Forced practice with her vibrators had lessened Allie's gag reflex over the last few months, and she took advantage of it. She swallowed his cock, taking it deeper than she'd ever attempted before. The head just tickled her throat, causing her to let out a slight cough. She closed her lips around him again immediately afterward, and sucked her way back to the tip once more. He slipped free of her lips then, because she squealed from his tongue flicking her clit at a furious pace. She engulfed him again after catching her breath, but could do little more than tease him with her mouth. He was simply making it impossible to think in light of the intense pleasure he was giving her. Steve sucked her folds, probed her with his tongue, and made her whimper with constant, perfectly timed attention to her clit. Allie surrendered to the inevitable, and gave up on trying to attend to him. He didn't seem to mind in the slightest. Pressure swelled in her depths, feeling tighter by the second. Her pussy tingled constantly, causing her to break out into goose bumps. She'd never — ever — soared toward her heights so quickly before. In a little over a minute, she was on the cusp of an eruption. "Oh — oh, god. D-don't stop. Oh yes. Right there. I'm gonna come." He growled beneath her, and gripped her butt even tighter. Allie screamed when he sucked her hood, clit, and a generous amount of her pink folds between his lips. The tip of his tongue rolled her clit faster than she thought was humanly possible. Every muscle in her body tightened, temporarily numbing the intense flame of approaching orgasm within her. Like a thunderclap, it hit her. The tightly coiled energy inside her exploded to every inch of her body. She screamed, though she could barely hear the ear-piercing sound over the pounding of her heart in her ears. Her arms, which were as rigid as steel beams only a moment before, turned to jelly. She fell atop his body — his cock pressed against her cheek — and screamed again when a second wave of ecstasy shot through her, just as strong as the first. Steve didn't give her any quarter. He held her in place, his merciless tongue keeping her coming. Her screams turned to almost pained whimpers, and she gasped desperately for breath. She couldn't have possibly counted the number of multiple orgasms that rocked her, and she was still coming even when the sound of her ragged breathing prompted him to release her. MILF Allie: A Cable Conundrum Once the slightest coherent thought formed in her brain, Allie rolled off him onto her back. Her clit still throbbed, and she twitched uncontrollably from an orgasm more intense than anything she'd ever imagined. His hand caressed her cheek, and she heard him say, "You taste even sweeter than I imagined," though it sounded to her as if he were speaking from inside a sealed barrel. It took several minutes for her to catch her breath, and even longer to open her eyes. When she did force her eyes open, she found him sitting next to her, admiring her flushed body. His face was wet with her juices, drops even decorating his cheeks. He pulled her wetness to his lips, savoring the flavor of her. "W-wow," she managed to say, and punctuated it with a weak, sensual chuckle. "Was it really good?" He asked as he continued to wipe her juices from his face. "Best ever," she answered. A wide smile spread across his face. "Seriously?" "Uh huh." A final ripple of ecstasy spread out from between her legs, out to the tip of her toes and the top of her head. It then returned, and centered in her sex, causing her to curl up with a loud, satisfied moan. "Do you need some water?" Allie nodded her head, impressed that he'd picked up on her swallowing and licking her lips as an indication that she was parched. Her body quaked when he slid off the bed and walked to the kitchen, his tight naked butt and bouncing cock displayed so beautifully for her. After draining half of the bottle of water, she finally recovered enough to look at him without shivering — too much, anyway. His cock called to her, still rock-hard and ready. An aching void deep inside her demanded attention. Again, Steve seemed to be able to read her like a book. He rose up to his knees and moved in front of her. She parted her legs, her eyes locked on his big cock, and moaned when he pressed it against her folds. She panted as he wetted his tip, and then looked up into his eyes to nod, sensing that he was waiting for permission. Allie yelped when the bulbous head slipped between her folds and popped inside her. "Ohmigod!" she exclaimed, his cock feeling as big as a baseball bat trying to enter her. "Easy. Oh. Oh. So big." "Fuck, you're tight," he groaned, and then pushed a little harder. A growl rumbled from her throat as another inch of him invaded her. She felt little twinges of pain, but it was nothing compared to the ache inside her. With torturous slowness, he filled her like she'd never been filled before. When his smooth-shaven balls settled against her ass, she let out a long, warbling groan. "Your pussy feels so good," he said, twitching his muscles to make his cock jump inside her. "I love your cock," she breathed, her walls squeezing him so tight that she could feel every contour and vein. "Please. Do it. Fuck me." Both of them groaned as he pulled back to thrust again. She let out a sharp, high-pitched moan when his tip pushed back into her depths once more. He stroked her slowly, subtle shifts in his position causing him to enter her at a different angle with every thrust. Allie moaned and gasped, her canal relaxing a little to accommodate him. As the resistance lessened, he picked up the pace. It dawned on her that she hadn't told him to put on a condom. She knew that she should make him stop and do so, but couldn't bear the thought of having to wait even a second to have him back inside her. "Don't come inside me," she told him. He nodded and responded, "Okay." The pace and strength of his thrusts continued to rise, still stretching Allie to her limits. He varied his stance even more every few strokes, seemingly determined to give every centimeter of her equal attention. Allie could feel the first tickles of building ecstasy inside her, and reached down to help it along. "I love watching you do that," Steve said as she rubbed her clit. "I love you watching me. Mmm — but it's even better to have you fucking me." Steve smiled and let out a growling chuckle. His fingers tightened on her thighs, and he thrust into her hard. Allie screamed, a chill flooding her body and her breasts jiggling from the power of his thrust. "Faster. Harder. Do it." He did exactly that, his face tightening as his own pleasure mounted. She matched his ardor with her fingers, increasing the pressure on her clit. The itch inside her grew sharp. She knew that she was going to come hard — and soon. Steve's face turned red, he clenched his teeth, and growled every time he slammed his cock home into her depths. Some small part of her recognized that he was on the verge of an eruption, but she was too close to care. "About to come! Oh fuck me!" She cried out. Once again, her climax took her by surprise. One moment it was swelling, and then the bubble burst. Her fingers froze over her clit, pushing hard against the swollen bud. Her back arched up from the bed, and her mouth dropped open in a silent scream. Spots danced before her eyes before the scream trapped in her throat managed to escape, allowing her to suck in a noisy breath, only to cry out again moments later. Steve paused, holding her tight up against him, his cock buried inside her and throbbing. His breath came in hard, rapid bursts, which she could hear even over her cries and her own heavy breathing. A jolt of orgasmic energy passed through her body, centering painfully in her nipples. Allie pinched the hard nubs, her head lashing back and forth from the ecstasy permeating her. As before, multiple orgasms took hold of her. Every throb of his big cock inside her sent her streaking to the heights of pleasure again. The chain continued for what felt like an eternity, and then settled into a warm glow. She let out a long, languid moan, and lifted her head so that she could see his cock stretching her pussy. When she let her head fall back to the bed, she asked, "Did you..?" "No, but that was too close. You're incredible when you come." "I love the way you make me come," she countered. She was hardly sure that she was ready, but she couldn't wait any longer. "Give it to me. Fuck me and come all over me." "Oh yeah," he groaned, and his hips went into motion again. Allie knew that she hadn't quite recovered enough with his very first thrust. Pain-tinged bolts of leftover bliss ripped through her, causing her to cry out. Steve didn't hold back, giving her all of his passion with every hard thrust. Were it not for him holding her in place, she knew that she would have slid forward every time he pounded into her depths. Her breasts quivered so violently that she had to hold them in place. "Give it to me! Come for me!" With a loud growl, he whipped his cock free of her clinging sheathe, making her cry out from the sudden rush of cool air into her gaped pussy. He slapped his slick cock against her mound and pressed down with one hand. He didn't even have to stroke it. With a sharp groan, he erupted into orgasm. "Oh yeah. Uh huh," Allie exclaimed as his cock pulsed, spurting thick streams of cum all the way up to her breasts. Two more hard streams of his hot cum shot forth to decorate her chest, followed by a few weaker spatters. He hung his head, groaning and panting for breath. His weight pressed against her legs, evidence that he barely had the strength to remain upright. "Oh my," she breathed as she lifted her head to look at all the cream decorating her body. "Do you think you could get my camera off the dresser?" He could only manage a weak groan at first, but after a few heavy breaths, he nodded. He gasped when he moved his hand from his cock, and then sat back on his ass to swing his legs over the edge of the bed. On weak knees, he retrieved the camera. "Take some pictures for the website. I get all kinds of people saying that they want pics of me covered in cum." Steve grinned, his eyelids looking heavy, and raised the camera. He snapped several pictures, including one of her licking his cum from her right nipple. After that picture, the clock on the nightstand caught his eye. "Oh shit, I've got to get to my next call," he said, realization of the time burning through the post-orgasmic fog in his head. "Go ahead. I understand," Allie told him, and tugged a corner of the sheet free from the bed to clean up with. He didn't bother, instead pulling on his underwear over his half-hard, pussy-slick cock as soon as he found them. Once she'd somewhat reluctantly wiped away all his cum, she leaned over the edge of the bed to help him retrieve his clothing. Once he was dressed, she said, "Thank you." "Thank you," he said as well. "Even if I would tell the guys in chat, they'd never believe me." "Tell them, and I'll tell them how good you were," Allie purred, before moving in for a kiss. Once their lips parted, she suggestively said, "Any chance you make after-hours calls to lay cable?" Even if she hadn't glanced down, he would have known exactly what she was talking about from the tone of her voice. "Not usually, but I think I can make an exception for you." A short while later, Allie lay on her bed, still deep within the afterglow, but thinking about getting up and showering to go on cam. She smiled and reached for the phone to call the cable company and praise the excellent service she'd received.