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Lap Moms 6: Two Moms, Two Laps: Old Wounds



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Reopening Old Wounds between the Sisters



Alex’s efforts to bring his Mom and Aunt back together come to a head. Serious repercussions follow.



Apologies for the long delay between chapters. Things got ugly, and I had problems finding the right ending. Ended up changing things, doing some rewriting, and now have finished three more chapters. Pretty happy with the way it turned out. It looks like there’s only one more to go. Hope you enjoy this installment.



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I woke up alone with a smile on my face, and a severe case of morning wood. Seemed a shame to waste it.



I got up, stretched, stroked my shaft, and headed for the bathroom. After a few seconds I was able to relax enough to relieve myself. I shook myself dry, patted the end with some TP as a courtesy, and stroked myself back to full-hardness as I walked down the hall.



Mom’s door was open, and she was lying in bed, a single sheet partially covering her. She looked so beautiful and serene it made my heart ache.



I climbed on the bed, and pressed my cock against her lips.



“Suck your son, Mom,” I told her firmly.



She didn’t move, and I rubbed my cock up and down against her lips, shaking her shoulder softly.



“Suck your son, Mom,” I repeated.



I saw a hint of a smile, and her mouth opened. I eased my cock inside, and started stroking between those sexy lips.



She turned a little, toward me, and sucked softly. No special moves, no attempt to take me down her throat, just a simple, willing sucking.



I brushed her hair back, and watched her pretty face. Her eyes were still closed, her mouth a comfortable ‘O’ letting me use her. I reached down and caressed her breast, and after only a couple of minutes felt the early end approaching.



“Soon Mom,” I told her.



Her lips tightened, and her tongue starting moving. I pumped faster, fucking her mouth, and groaned. I delivered a full load, taking my time finishing, leaving my cock in her mouth as she swallowed and sucked me clean.



I pulled my cock out a few seconds later. “Good Mommy.”



“Thank you baby,” she whispered, her sweet smile fluttering across her lips.



I kissed her forehead, and straightened out the sheet. “Sleep now, you’ve earned it.”



She sighed, rolling onto her belly, and I tucked her in, taking a moment to caress the swell of her ass, lifting the sheet so enticingly.



Mom came downstairs a couple of hours later, hair still slightly damp from her morning bath. She was wrapped in a plain cotton robe. I gave her a hug, and escorted her to the kitchen table.



I set her coffee in front of her, and heated up the pan. “Dad’s egg white veggie omelet Ok?” I asked, whisking three egg whites, one whole egg and adding a splash of milk.



I turned on the broiler, and looked over where Mom was watching me. I blew her a kiss, added the butter to the pan, and poured the egg in.



Dad made omelets different than anyone else I know. He cooks the eggs over low heat without stirring it, then when it’s mostly firmed up, he adds the extra ingredients, then puts the whole pan under the broiler for a couple of minutes to fully cook.



With the omelets on the top rack of the oven, I popped the English muffin in the toaster.



“You didn’t pay me a visit last night,” she teased.



“No Mom. The door was closed. Looked like you guys wanted some privacy.”



She took a sip of her coffee. “Thanks for cleaning up last night.”



I took the pan out of the oven, and slid the egg onto the plate, folding it in half and adding a little salsa on top. I put the omelet in front of Mom, and kissed her cheek.



“You’re welcome, beautiful. I love you.”



I buttered the English muffin, putting it on the edge of her plate and placing the jar of strawberry preserves next to her.



“Are you trying to fatten me up, Jeremy?” she laughed.



“Don’t think that’s going to be a problem. You’ve been getting quite a bit of exercise lately.”



“But I already had my breakfast. Best breakfast I could ever ask for.” She glanced down at my crotch, teasingly.



“I’m glad you like it, but I want to keep your strength up. Purely selfish reasons, you understand.”



She sipped from her grapefruit juice, and wiped her mouth. “Pretty special night, wasn’t it? Are you alright this morning?”



I washed the dishes, while she ate. “Yeah. I had a rough time there for a bit, but I think it was good for me to feel a little of what Dad was going through.”



“He understands. We both do. He was having a difficult time as well. Not the sharing as much, but rehashing our early days. That Penny is a hell of a girl. Too bad the summer’s ending.”



“I think we’re going to try to keep it going. Spend our weekends and holidays together. I’m crazy about her.”



Mom stood and put her plate in the sink, then came over and hugged me. “Of course you are. She’s a special girl. I’m not sure how easy it will be, once you’re away, but I think it’s great that you’re giving it a try. There are a lot of girls out there, and you’ll be able to have your choice, but I don’t think you’re going to do much better than her.”



I stood and gave Mom a hug. I escorted her back to the family room, where I sat her down and kissed her gently. “I want you to watch something for me. Please try to keep an open mind.” I hit play.



I went to the kitchen and finished cleaning up, letting her watch it alone. I grabbed the phone and called Aunt Marie.



“It’s time, Aunt Marie.”



“Are you sure?” she asked.



“It’s time. Give us about an hour.”



“You still want me to bring Colin along?”



“Definitely. He’s part of this, and we can’t keep him in the dark forever. I’ll see you soon.”



I returned to the living room, and sat down next to Mom, putting my arm around her.



Mom seemed upset, and I kept quiet as Aunt Marie plead her case on screen. At least Mom was sitting through all of it. I wasn’t sure it would even get this far on the first try.



She was stiff, sitting upright, her shoulders back. As the screen went blank, she didn’t say anything, eyes still locked on the solid blue screen.



“How could you do this to me, Jeremy? Betray me like this,” she said coldly.



“Mom! How can you say that? You know how much I love you. Are you so bitter about 20 years ago that you’d accuse me of betraying you? Me? Ever?”



“What do you expect, choosing her over me? You couldn’t love me and do that!” she snapped.



“Stop it. You know better. I’d never choose her over you. This isn’t even about her, it’s about you.”



“You expect me to believe that! You just want to fuck her.” I could feel her anger brewing.



“I’ll never touch her again if you don’t want me to. I love her, I always have, she’s the best aunt a boy could have. That said, she means nothing to me compared to you.”



“Then why would you do this to me? Side with her like this,” she whined.



“Because I love you. I want you to be happy. Our life is so wonderful, except for this feud between you and Aunt Marie. I think it’s time to bury the hatchet. She’s been good for twenty years. Yes, she was horrible to you in high school. She admits it. We all know it. Can’t you let it go?”



“Twenty years? After trying to steal you from me barely a week ago?”



“She didn’t. Didn’t steal me, didn’t try. You know we’ve always been close. She just wants to be a part of us. She’s lonely, and she wants to make things right with you. Can’t you give her a chance?”



“Give her a chance? What do you think I’ve been doing for the last two decades? I never cut her off from the family. I never locked her out. I let her be the fun one in your life, while I had to be the tough one. I’ve treated her son like my own. She repays me, how?” Mom was practically frothing at this point.



Not going so well. “She loves Dad. She has from the day she first met him. Has she ever made a move on him since you were married? Done anything that was inappropriate? Over the top?” I asked.



“She knows I’d kill her if she did!”



“Never stopped her in high school,” I reminded her. “Admit it Mom, you know she’s been good. Her only recent mistake was letting me go too far with her in the backseat after Dad and you practically threw us together.”



“We did no such thing!”



“Yes you did. Both of you. At least Dad is willing to admit it. What did you do with her son? Were you such an angel?”



She turned crimson. “I allowed him a few liberties. Not like you two.”



“C’mon Mom! The boy has the biggest crush on you, and you let him play with your tits and rub between your legs. You kissed him. Were you trying to steal him away from his mother?”



“Don’t make this about him,” Mom snapped. “He took the liberties, not me.”



“I did the same with Aunt Marie, with Dad’s secret encouragement, throwing us together and making sure he hit every damn pothole between our cabin the main road. What about those outfits you two wore? That wasn’t just her.”



“I was wearing it for you, Jeremy!”



“No you weren’t. Be honest, Mom. You and I had never done anything remotely sexual until that moment. That same morning I got to see Aunt Marie’s tits, and motor-boated them. You were teasing Colin. Kind of cruel when you know how he feels about you.”



“But that’s all it was! Teasing, being a little playful. She’s the one who crossed the line.”



“Did you two discuss that line? Where to cut it off?” I insisted.



“She should have known!”



I felt like I was going in circles with her. I lifted her off the couch, while she tried to maintain her stiff manner. I pulled her onto my lap, hugging her.



“Mom, who do I love more than anyone else in the world? Honestly.”



She slowly sank into my shoulder, leaning against me. I stroked her hair softly, turning her head to look at me. “Who, Mom? Who do I love?”



She lowered her head ’til our foreheads touched. “Me.”



I kissed her lips gently. “Who do you think I love second most?”



She had to think about that.



“It’s an easy question Mom. Don’t think about it. Answer. Who do I love almost as much as you?”



“Your father,” she said softly.



“Third? Don’t think about it. Say it.”



She couldn’t just blurt it out. She gave it a few seconds, then wrapped her arms around my neck. “A week ago I would have said Marie. Now I’d have to guess Penny.”



I brought her head down to mine, and kissed her a little more firmly, insistently, until her tongue caressed mine. “Correct on all three. Aunt Marie comes in fourth. Knowing that, why would I try to get you to accept Marie’s confession and apology?”



She stiffened a bit, but I held her tight.



“Maybe you think it’s the right thing. I could see how you might. But you don’t know her like I do, baby.”



“I’ve known her all of my life. Hell, I fed from her breast when I was an infant. I’ve lain beside her, holding her in my arms, and talked. Heart-to-heart. Talked about her past, her mistakes, her dreams, and her failures. I’ve let her cry on my shoulder until she had no tears left. She’s sad and lonely, and afraid of you. In her eyes, you have everything. The perfect life. She’s just a sad three time loser, who compares every man she ever meets to yours, and always falls short.”



“That’s her fault, not mine,” Mom argued.



“You’re right. She made her bed. She had to sleep in it. You got Dad. The best man you and I have ever known. She was jealous, went out and got married to the first man she could sink her claws into. For twenty years she sat on the sidelines, waiting for you to accept her back, watching you have what she never could. A man who loved her so completely, so devotedly.”



“What do you want from me, Jeremy? I’ve let her in. As much as I can.”



“I want you to sit down with her and talk about the things that you’ve avoided. Without hate or rancor. Sit, listen, and try to accept. Let’s try to move on. The only time I ever see you angry, upset or unhappy is in relation to your sister. I hate that. I hate to see you upset.”



She wiped her eyes. “You might try avoiding things like that damned tape and this whole conversation.”



I smiled. “Maybe. I’m thinking more along the lines of building bridges. A little hurt today, to forgo future heartache.”



She dropped her head to my shoulder. “I don’t think I can do it, Jeremy. It’s too much. She hurt me. You can never understand how much.”



“I know. She hurt herself worse. Your sister is hurting badly. Please, Mom? Try? For me?”



“That’s not fair,” she whispered.



“You’re right. It’s not fair. I’m willing to beg. I’ll do anything to make you happy, and I honestly believe we all need this. Whatever you want, Mom. I’ll do anything. I’ll never touch her again. I won’t be with anyone but you. I’d even defy Dad. What will it take, Mom? What will it take to get you to at least make the effort?”



“Why, Jeremy? Why would you do this to me?” she whined sadly.



“You know why Mom. I wouldn’t do this for anyone else in the world.”



She’d had too much. I felt her body shaking as she cried into my shoulder, quietly at first, then louder. All I could do was hold her, caress her, and let her work it out for herself.



Eventually she calmed down, and I used the belt from her robe to dry her tears. She couldn’t help but giggle a little when I gave it a tug, opening the front a bit. Then she kissed me so softly, I wasn’t even sure our lips touched.



“What if I can’t, Jeremy? What if I try and I still can’t?”



“Then I’m wrong. I’ll love you exactly the same, and will do my best to hide the pain when I see you two go at it. Only you can know if it’s possible. All I’m asking is you give it a chance.”



“And if I can’t, you’ll leave her alone? No more going to her?”



“If that’s what you want. I’d hope she could still be my favorite aunt, just without any benefits.”



“Of course. I’d never try to break you two apart.”



“Just like she’d never do that to you. Never again.”



I had my hand inside her robe, cupping her breast, feeling her nipple harden against my palm. She pressed her chest forward, pushing into my hand. “Mine aren’t as good as hers,” she said.



I gave her tits a squeeze, making her twitch. “Yours aren’t as big as hers,” I told her. “But they’re better. They’re yours.” I kissed her neck. “They’re not as big as Colleen’s either. Do you think I prefer hers?”



“No.”



“All of yours are bigger than Penny’s. You think I love hers any less?”



“Of course not,” Mom said.



I leaned her back, opening her robe wide. I took her nipple between my lips and sucked hard. She moaned for me.



“My tits, Mom. You said these were mine. You gave me life, fed me with your body. Whose tits could ever mean as much to me?”



“Nobody, baby. They are yours. Your father may own the rest of me, but my breasts are always for you.”



I was taking turns suckling on each, when the doorbell rang. I sat up, and pulled her robe closed. “Listen, Ok? All I ask is that you try.”



She sat up, calling out to me. “Jeremy! You didn’t!”



I went to the door, and welcomed a nervous Aunt Marie into my arms. “She’s seen the video. She’s still a little upset.”



“Is now the right time?” she asked.



Colin stood in the doorway, obviously confused.



“I don’t know,” I answered my aunt. “I hope so. Be honest with her. Honest and patient. Don’t argue with her, try to listen.”



I let her go, and gave her an encouraging pat on her rear, in Mom’s direction. I dragged Colin in and closed the door behind him. “C’mon, Colin, let’s get a beer and you can catch me up on the latest,” I told him.



We walked through the living room, and I saw Aunt Marie on her knees in front of Mom, head in her lap, crying. “I’m sorry, Alice,” she whined. “I can’t help it, I’m so sorry.”



Mom was stroking her hair, and looked up at me. She gave a nod of her head toward the patio. I took Colin out to the garage, grabbed a beer for each of us, and took him out the back. We ambled over to the patio, and I saw him looking inside where his Mom and mine were.



“Let’s give them some private time, Ok? They’ve got some things to work out. How’s your Mom doing?”



He opened his beer once he saw me open mine. “Nervous as crap. What’s going on?”



“Sister stuff. Best we keep out of it for now. I want to hear what’s been going on at your house since the jeep ride. Any repercussions? Problems?”



I saw him blush. “I’m not supposed to say.”



“Jesus, Colin! You’re not supposed to talk about it to anyone but me. You know that right? You can tell me and Dad anything, nobody else. We’re family.”



“Your Dad too?”



“Sure. He knows everything that went down. You haven’t seen him blowup or anything, have you?”



He looked unsure. “No, I guess.” He stared at his beer. “Uncle Harold really knows?”



I figured I’d grease the rails and get this train rolling. “Tell you what. Let me get you caught up. Penny and I did it.”



He almost spit out his beer. “No shit? Did it? The whole thing?”



“Popped her tight little cherry. Blowjobs too. Sweet as can be, I gotta tell you. I was an idiot for waiting so long.”



“Wow! Man, you are so damn lucky. First playing with our Moms and now going all the way with Penny. You’re not shitting me, are you?”



“No way. Mom and Dad know too. They’re cool with it. So’s her Mom. I don’t think her father knows yet, but it won’t be long.”



Raised voices from inside the house let me know things weren’t going completely smooth. “Dude, grab a chair, let’s give them some space.” I picked up mine, and carried it further out into the yard, near the back fence, with Colin following.



Seated again, I grinned at him. “Spill. You couldn’t keep your hands off her, could you? I know I wouldn’t be able to.”



He looked back at the house, and took a big swig of his beer. He shook his head.



“Tit? Or more?”



I saw a small smile creep across his lips. “Tit, then some more.” He sounded proud.



“Damn it, tell me! I told you about Penny.”



His smile grew bigger. “You didn’t tell me much.”



I gave in and told him a little more. About my father encouraging me, getting experience before college, Mom saying I could take her to my room, and spending a day naked in bed with her. More the next day, before she decided it was time. I told him the Mom’s helped stage the room, but not about their presence. That was still their secret, especially Colleen’s.



“You’re kidding, right? They were there in the house, getting everything setup?”



“Candles, music, lube, they wanted it to be nice for her.”



“How was it?”



“Fucking incredible! I had no idea. Man, we’re going to have to get you laid. There’s no way to describe it.”



“When was it?”



“Two days ago. We didn’t do it again yesterday ’cause she was too sore.”



“Holy crap! Too sore?”



“Hell, she was a virgin. I’m pretty sure we’re going to spend a good part of this weekend doing it some more. We’re going to try to still see each other while we’re at school. Weekends and breaks,” I told him.



“Fuck. I’m so jealous. She’s gorgeous.”



“Everything I told you has to remain a secret. It’s just between us. I haven’t told anybody else,” I warned him. “You gonna tell me now?” I teased.



He drank some more of his beer. He was already two thirds done. I’d never seen him drink a beer so fast.



“Nothing happened that first day. I was still kind of embarrassed, and Mom seemed out of it. Really tired and a little upset. The next morning though, when I woke up she was sitting on the edge of my bed. She brushed my hair back and looked down at me.



“‘My boy’s becoming a man,’ she said to me.”



“I told her good morning, kind of nervous still, and she scared the hell out of me when she took off her robe and climbed into the bed, wearing just a t-shirt and panties.”



“No shit!” I told him.



He nodded. “I couldn’t believe it. She said, ‘Colin, I still can’t believe what you did to me in that back seat. My shirt was up around my neck and my panties were off. I never thought you’d do that to me.’ Man, I felt bad about it. I told her I couldn’t help it. She asked why.”

“Why, Mom? Wearing nothing but that thin shirt, and those tiny panties, sitting in my lap for hours?”



“I’ve sat in your lap before,” she said.



“Not dressed like that.”



“Was it my boobs? Did my baby want his boobies back?”



“God, Mom! Your nipples were so hard, poking through that shirt, pressed against me. I couldn’t help it.”



“You like Momma’s boobies?” she teased.



“Mom, please don’t tease me. You’re killing me. You have the best tits ever. How could I not like them!”




He took another sip of his beer, all but finishing it.



“Hold that thought.” I told him. “This looks like thirsty work. I’ll be right back.” I headed back to the garage, grabbing two more cold ones, then took a peek in the house. They were sitting on the couch and talking. That was good. Better than the alternative.



I passed him a beer. “Go on. You told your Mom she had the best tits ever. I gotta agree.”



He nodded. “She surprised the hell out of me, sitting up and taking her shirt off. Hell, she was in my bed, wearing only her panties! Can you believe that?”



I nodded.



“Well, she lay back down after that, looking at me kind of funny. ‘Don’t you like my tits, Colin?’ she asked me. I figured I wasn’t in trouble, so I reached out and squeezed the near one. She smiled at me, then told me she didn’t mind if I touched her there. After that I couldn’t help myself, you know? She let me play with her tits for like an hour. She let me suck them and everything.”



“She does have great tits, doesn’t she?” I said.



“Man. Better than any magazine. Big and soft. That’s all we did that morning, and we didn’t talk about it later. But the next morning she came to my room wearing only her panties and got in the bed again. I got to play with them for a long time, but I was going crazy, you know. I was so hard for her.” He blushed, taking another drink.



“I don’t blame you. When she was sitting in my lap, I was hard the whole time.”



“Yeah, but I couldn’t help myself. I was pressed against her leg, and I started rubbing myself against her. She didn’t stop me, and after a few minutes I couldn’t hold back and I came all over her leg. You know, I thought she’d be mad, but she giggled. ‘Take a break, baby,’ she told me.”



He looked back toward the house, where things seemed quiet. “She wasn’t mad. She got up and went to my bathroom, coming back with a washcloth. She’d already cleaned up her leg, but she pulled the covers back, and started cleaning me up with that washcloth.”



I laughed. “I’d have gotten hard in a second, if she did that.”



He nodded quickly. “Exactly! Me too! I wasn’t even completely clean, and she was holding my hard dick in her hand. She didn’t even say anything, she just pulled my head back down to her tits, and kept her hand on my shaft, pulling and squeezing.”



“And you said I was the lucky one? Jesus, Colin, that’s pretty incredible.”



“I know! I mean, I got to play with her tits and everything, while she was stroking me down there. When I got close again, a little later, she whispered ‘It’s Ok, baby, you can come on Momma if you want.’”



“No way!”



“Yeah! Shit as soon as she said that, no way I could hold back any longer. I squirted all over her leg again, biting on her nipple, and you know what? I’m pretty sure she came too!”



“And that was a few days ago?” I asked.



“Yeah. Since then she’s been coming into my bedroom every night. I get to play with her tits, and she jerks me off before I go to sleep.”



“So have you tried to do anymore?”



“Are you kidding? She’d kill me!” he whined.



I had to laugh. “I don’t think so. Damn, Colin, she has her hand on your dick and all. You didn’t try touching her anywhere else, rubbing between her legs or nothin’?”



He shook his head.



I took a sip of my beer. “I don’t know everything, but I think she’s offering more. You’ve got to take a chance, bud. And not just when she comes to you at night. Push things a little. If she stops you or says no, oh well. At least you tried. You should try walking up to her during the day. Hug her from behind, push up against her ass, cup her tits. See what she does. Seriously, she’s been jacking you off for close to a week. It’s worth a try, isn’t it?”



“But what if she stops everything? What if she stops coming to my room?”



“Then you go to hers. Be a man, Colin! Dad would kick your butt for being a weenie.”



“Would you do that to your Mom?” he asked.



“Hell yeah, that and more. I already do, but I have Penny too, so I don’t have to get carried away, and she gets plenty of attention from Dad.” No way was I going to tell him the full extent of my relationship with Mom. Not yet. “Your Mom doesn’t have a man in her life. She needs the attention. You should try to give it to her.”



“You really think so?” he whined.



I wanted to shake him. “Grow some balls, Colin! You were brave enough to touch Mom. You were only three feet from Dad, and your own mother was in the back seat a few feet away, but you went after her. Touched her between the legs.”



“Mom was so mad the next day, after what I did in the backseat,” he said.



“That was worse. She was unconscious. Of course she’d be pissed. She had no idea what you had done. This is different. She’s in your bed, already touching you. You should touch her back. Ask her to help you. Teach you what to do. Play on the whole ‘Mom’ thing. Tell her you want to start dating but you’re not sure what to do. Get her to show you. I bet she would. Hell, it’s even possible that my Mom would. But I’d start with yours first.”



He looked nervous. “You really think so? She wouldn’t get mad?”



“I bet just the opposite. It’s worth at least a try, isn’t it?”



He shrugged. “I don’t want to mess things up.”



I was frustrated with him. “Whatever. If you don’t do it, I will. Your Mom is hot. If my Mom wouldn’t kill me for it, I’d do her in a second.”



“Do her? All the way?”



“Oh yeah. Absolutely. She doesn’t have a man in her life now. If you don’t want to play the part, I sure as hell wouldn’t mind doing it.”



“You really think she wouldn’t mind?”



“I already said so. Give her a big wet kiss. Tell her she’s the greatest and how much you love her. Feel her up and see how it goes. Keep pushing the limits until she stops you. Climb in her bed with her, instead of waiting for her to come to yours. Go for it, cuz!”



“Maybe I will. She’s really sweet when she gets in my bed.”



“She’s sweet all the time.” I finished my beer, and decided it was time to check on the Moms. “I’ll be right back, Ok? I’m going to see how they’re doing.”



He nodded, and took another sip of his beer. It was still half-full.



I walked back to the house, and looked in. They seemed to be talking, without any screaming or violence. I opened the door and peeked in, announcing my presence.



“One nervous son and nephew entering the battlefield. Is it safe?”



Mom looked back at me, a little exasperated. “It’s not a battlefield, Jeremy.”



“Nobody bleeding? I don’t need to call 911?” I teased.



Aunt Marie smiled a little, which was a good sign. “We’re sisters. We’re not going to kill each other, although I imagine there’s been a few times when Sissy probably wanted to.”



Mom grinned. “I never wanted to kill you. Shave your head maybe, and leave you naked on the front step, bound and helpless.”



“I’d pay to see that,” I laughed.



Aunt Marie squirmed forward and took Mom’s hand in hers. “If that’s what it takes, Alice. I’d let you. Whatever you need from me, to show you how sorry I am.”



Mom didn’t reply, and I could tell she was still resisting. I walked over to her. “Upsy-daisy, Mom,” I said, taking her hands and pulling her off the couch. When she stood, I sat down and pulled her into my lap. She was a little stiff at first, then she settled against me. If I’d learned one thing about Mom in the last week, it was that sitting on Dad’s or my lap relaxed her.



“What’s the problem, Mom? Tell me. Tell us. What are you really worried about? It’s not anything from 20 years ago, is it?”



She leaned her head against my shoulder. “I don’t know. I guess I’m scared. She took those guys away from me so easily back then. What’s to say she won’t do it again? Steal you and your father.”



“Alice! I would never…”



“Shh, Aunt Marie. It’s the way she feels. It’s not wrong, even if you wouldn’t, couldn’t. It’s still the way she feels, deep down. That’s what matters.”



Mom squirmed in my lap. “I know I shouldn’t feel that way. I know your father would never leave me. I know you love me, Jeremy. More than anything. I guess that’s part of what’s so scary. The thought of losing either of you. I just can’t handle that.”



I decided to take a desperate chance. I hoped it wouldn’t backfire on me. “I guess that’s it. You’re not ready for this, and I understand. I told you I’d back you.” I tilted Mom’s head up and kissed her softly.



“Sorry, Aunt Marie. I wish it was different. I tried to fix things. You know I love you, and I always will, but I think you’re going to have to go now. We won’t be doing anything in the future, you and me. I can’t. I really am sorry.”



She crossed her legs Indian style, lowered her head, and put her face in her hands. “Please, Jeremy. Don’t take everything away. I’ll follow her rules. I swear I will, just like we’ve been doing. Don’t shut me out.”



“I have to. I know she gets upset when I see you. I can’t do that to Mom anymore. I can’t. Please understand.”



Aunt Marie was crying softly. “I…I’m sorry, Alice. Please don’t do this. Don’t take him completely away. He’s my Jeremy. Please.”



Mom seemed anxious. “Jeremy…”



“No. It’s Ok. It’ll hurt for a while, but Aunt Marie can always get another man. It’s not like they aren’t chasing her all the time.”



Aunt Marie raised her head, her eyes red and tearing. “We can be the way we were, can’t we Jeremy? Best friends. You can still tell me anything. It can be the way it was, before. Right?”



“Maybe, in time. I think we need a break.”



Mom twisted in my arms, looking up at me. “No Jeremy. She’s your Aunt. She loves you like her own son. You can’t just throw that away.”



Aunt Marie squirmed even closer, sliding her leg under Mom’s. “Listen to your Mom, Jeremy. It doesn’t have to be like that. Please. Don’t abandon me. I…I couldn’t take that. I couldn’t. You guys are all I have. You and Colin.”



“You don’t understand, Aunt Marie. She hates you. What you did eats at her every day. If we even mention you, she goes crazy. We were watching a video together, and I said we’d been practicing kissing, you and me, and Mom went nuts. When I told her I wanted you guys to try to work things out, she practically disowned me she was so mad. I can’t hurt her anymore.”



Mom had lowered her head, and wasn’t even looking at her sister anymore. “Jeremy, it wasn’t like that.”



“Yes Mom, it was. It was terrible. You said I betrayed you and that I didn’t love you. You screamed at Dad. It’s too much. Maybe you’re right.”



“You hate me Alice? You hate me that much?” Aunt Marie sobbed.



Mom shook her head. “I don’t hate you. I love you, you’re my sister. I…I just get so angry. You hurt me so badly.”



Aunt Marie looked devastated. “God, I’ve destroyed my life. I was so jealous of you, and look what I’ve done. I’m sorry, Alice. I never wanted to hurt you. You’re my big sister. My idol. I…I won’t bother you anymore.”



Colin had some serious timing issues. He decided to make an appearance about then. “What’s up? You never came back out.”



Aunt Marie stood wiping her eyes. “We need to leave, Colin. Say goodbye to Alice and your cousin.”



Mom reached out, “Marie…”



I grabbed her hands. “No. Let her go. It’s better this way.”



She looked at me in shock. “Stop it, Jeremy! This isn’t right.”



“Mom? Why are you crying? What’s wrong?” Colin asked nervously. He walked over to her, and took her in his arms. “What happened, Mom?”



“I…I’ve done some terrible things, Colin. Awful things and I’m just going to have to live with that. We really need to go now.”



He looked over at me angrily. “What’s going on? What did you guys do?”



I felt bad about what I was doing, and I hoped it would work out, and not blow up in my face. “We didn’t do anything. Ask your Mom sometime. Ask her how one sister should treat another. What she did. How she tried to take my father. How she stole Mom’s boyfriends growing up. Ask her.”



Mom seemed angry. “Enough, Jeremy! That was a long time ago. Don’t tell him things like that.”



“It’s the truth,” I snapped.



“It’s the past. You can’t do this. You can’t send her away. She’s been your favorite for 18 years. What she did has nothing to do with you.”



“She tried to get between us. Remember what she said to you on the way back from the cabin? She knew exactly what she was doing.”



Aunt Marie was crying again. “No, Jeremy, I swear. I wasn’t trying to hurt her, or take you from her. I swear, I wouldn’t do that.”



“You don’t know, Aunt Marie. The way she looked at me afterward, like I was scum, lower than dirt. I won’t have that. Not from Mom.”



“Jeremy, stop this now! You’re overreacting. She’s family,” Mom said angrily.



I moved her off my lap, and stood up. “She’s not. Family doesn’t do what she did to you. I’m done. We’re done.”



“Don’t tell me what I am or am not,” Mom snapped.



“Whatever. You can kiss and make up, but not me. I’m not going to let her or anybody else get between you and me. Never.”



Colin had been standing, his arm around his mother. He stepped toward me. “You’re being a jerk,” he said angrily.



“Don’t be stupid, Colin.” I pushed him to the side. “Take your Mom home. She’s not welcome here. And leave my Mom alone, she doesn’t want you around.”



I was goading him. Purposely. So easy to push his buttons.



He turned red, and took a swing at me. I went with it, letting him hit me, then stepped into him, driving my fist into his stomach hard. He dropped to his knees, gasping.



“Fuck off. Don’t you ever touch my mother again, or I swear I’ll kill you. I was going to do it that first night, but Dad talked me out of it. I should have.”



I ran up the stairs, and slammed my door. I laid on my bed, trembling, my stomach in knots. I hated it, all of it.



It was more than an hour later, and I was lying there regretting everything I’d done. It looked like I’d screwed up. It was a stupid, desperate stunt. If it was going to work, I’d expected her to show up in my room within minutes. Fuck.



I was feeling sorry for myself. I decided to give Penny a call. Maybe it would make me feel better.



I was right. Hearing her voice picked up my spirits. I told her a little about what was going on, and that I wasn’t sure we’d be able to get together later. I’d been hoping for a little more practice, but she was good about it, telling me she was going over to her friend’s house.



“Your ears should be burning in a little while. I might even have her come over and help her work on my shrine. It’s really coming along nicely.”



I laughed, and it felt good. “Have you been practicing your swirly-go-round?”



She giggled. “Right. And who would I practice with?”



“One of your myriad fans. I’m sure the boys would line up for a chance.”



“I’m sure they would. But I’m done with boys. I’m quite happy with my amazing man. I think I’ll save all my practicing for him.”



“I’ll call you later, if anything changes.”



I hung up the phone after saying my goodbyes, and was about to get up and face the music, when the door cracked open.



Mom poked her head in. “Jeremy?” She had gotten dressed, exchanging the robe for shorts and a t-shirt. No bra, I saw.



I sat up. She opened the door and came over to the bed, sitting beside me. “Are you calm now?”



I nodded.



She put her arms around me. “You were too harsh with your Aunt. She didn’t deserve that.”



“I’m sorry Mom. It just drives me crazy to see you so upset.”



She nodded. “I know. But she’s still my sister. She’s your family. You hurt her badly.”



“Not like she hurt you.”



“That was a long time ago. She was just a kid.”



“My age?”



Mom was quiet. “I don’t want this. I don’t want you to be angry with her over something that happened so long ago.”



“Long ago? What about the Jeep ride, Mom?”



“We both know that wasn’t the same. She loves you, we’d all been drinking, and your father made sure you two were in a special situation. She might have pushed things a little too far, but it wasn’t out of cruelty, it was out of love.” She leaned into me, easing me back on the bed, her hand caressing my chest. “You can’t understand. For Marie and me, you’re so much like your father back then, it’s disconcerting. So easy to forget. You’re like catnip to us.”



“I don’t want to be angry with her Mom. I love her. I just don’t want you to be unhappy.”



“I’d be a lot sadder with her out of our lives. I love her.”



“So what do you want to do?” I asked.



“I want you to make up with her. I want things back the way they were. You were very mean to Colin. You hurt his feelings badly. He looks up to you.”



“I didn’t mean to. He started it. He hit me first.”



Mom looked irritated. “He couldn’t hurt you. You know that. You’re almost twice his size! Hitting him was cruel, you could have walked away. I’m disappointed in you. He’s your cousin.”



“I’m sorry, Mom. I was just so angry. When he took that shot at me, I wasn’t thinking. I reacted poorly.”



She brought her lips to mine. “I know. You did it for me, and I understand. I need you to make things right, though. Can you do that for me?”



I pulled her closer, kissing her. “Of course. Whatever you want.”



She got up and opened the door, and Aunt Marie walked in, wearing one of Mom’s nightgowns. She looked nervous, and Mom took her by the hand and led her to my bed. She stood behind her sister. “No more stupid rules, Jeremy. Show my sister you still love her.”



Aunt Marie was always so confident, so in control. Now she appeared distraught, shaken. I held my hands out to her, and she hesitantly placed hers in mine, and let me draw her down onto my bed. I looked over at Mom.



She smiled shyly. “Colin’s very upset. I’m going to calm him down.”



I lifted an eyebrow, just the right, a talent I’d been working on diligently.



She blushed. “No more than in the car, Ok? I won’t break your rules.”



“Dad’s rules,” I reminded her.



“Yes, your father’s rules. I understand. He…he needs me now.”



Aunt Marie’s head was whipping back and forth between us like she was at a tennis match.



“Tell him I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I was angry, but he’s still my bud.”



Mom grinned. “I will. Now convince your favorite girl you’re sorry,” she said, giving me a wink. She turned and walked out of my room, closing the door behind her.



I had been sitting up, and I took Marie in my arms and guided her down to lay beside me.



She was still looking anxious. “You’re not still mad at me, are you Jeremy?”



“No, Aunt Marie. I love you.”



She leaned into me, pressing her head against my chest. “You hurt me, baby. You were supposed to take care of me. Supposed to be on my side.”



I kissed her head softly. “I am.”



She looked up at me. “You have a strange way of showing it.”



I smiled. “How are things with you and Mom now?”



“Better. She’s still very cross with you.”



I gave her a squeeze. “Better she be angry with me than you, don’t you think?”



She stared into my eyes thoughtfully. “That…was that on purpose?”



I tilted her chin up. “It didn’t seem like things were getting anywhere between you and Mom. I thought I might try something desperate. A little crazy, even. A way to get her on your side, defending you.” I kissed her softly. “You can never say anything to Mom about it. Promise me.”



“You didn’t mean it?” she whispered.



“Who’s been trying to bring you two together? I want you here with us. If that means I have to take a little heat for a while, that’s fine. I’d do anything to heal the breach between you two. I didn’t mean to upset you, but it had to seem real. Forgive me?”

She relaxed, her arms hugging me tightly. “Oh, Jeremy. You’re too good to me.”



I laughed, running my hand down her side. “Impossible. Nothing’s too good for my special girl. My first fantasy woman. My confidante and teacher.”



She grinned. “Now what? Do you think she meant it? No rules?”



“I think she did, but she may not feel that way later. I think it would be best if we tried to stick to our rules just a little bit longer. I’ll tell her I couldn’t do it, I was too upset. Dollars to donuts she’ll be pushing us together.”



“God, you are a devious little son-of-a-bitch, aren’t you?”



I rolled her on top of me, squealing delightfully. I kissed her hard. “Is that anyway to talk about your favorite nephew? Haven’t we learned anything, naughty Marie?” I swatted her butt playfully.



She rolled off of me, then was fighting to get my clothing off. I didn’t resist, letting her pull off my shirt and pants. As she was pulling down my boxers, I decided to tease her. “Colin tells me you two have been naughty.”



She hesitated, then finished stripping me. “That damn boy should learn how to keep his mouth shut,” she mumbled.



I hopped onto my knees, and grabbed the bottom of her nightgown, pulling it off of her, over her head. “From me? Where’s the trust, Auntie?”



She tackled me, dressed only in her panties, her buxom breast crushed against my chest. “What did he tell you?”



I laughed. “Uh-uh. What did you do, you naughty wench?”



“Not what I do with you,” she teased.



“How far? More than the handjob?”



“Not much. He needs to learn how to be with a girl, doesn’t he? How to bring her pleasure.”



“Kissing?”



She nodded, giving me one of her delightful kisses.



“Boobies?”



She grinned. “Not his first time there, is it? They’ve always been for Colin and you.”



I rolled her over, giggling, while I sucked a nipple into my mouth, playfully. “You do have the greatest tits. It would be awfully cruel to take them away.” I gave the sister nipple a suck. “Keeping him out of your panties?”



She blushed. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”



I slid down her body, kissing her belly, until I got to her waist. I grabbed her panties and started easing them down her legs. “You don’t have to tell me. It’s not like I’m anyone important to you.”



She gave me a push with her foot, “You are so rotten!”



I leaped between her legs, spreading them, and dove face first between her legs. She fought me playfully, giggling, until she sighed and pulled my face tight against her crotch. I took my time, reviewing the lessons she’d taught me, until she was thrusting up against my mouth, moaning and coming for me. I held onto her firmly, and started fingering her roughly, her pussy soaking wet, making dirty, nasty splashing noises as I drove two fingers into her, my other hand rubbing her little love button.



Aunt Marie was twisting on the bed, her legs shaking, struggling while I forced her to come for me again. “Please, Jeremy,” she gasped.



“Please, what?” I teased.



“Enough…too sensitive.”



I laughed, and brought my mouth down and back into action, sucking on her like my life depended on it. I even tickled her backdoor, though I knew she didn’t go there. Just nudging it, pressing softly, getting most of my first knuckle in. Her moaning had become desperate grunts, her legs kicking out, twisting, trying to push me away. I was having none of it. I was determined to drive my aunt crazy with lust.



She cried out when I switched back to fingering her hard, three fingers working her over. I moved from between her legs, sliding up alongside her body. I trapped one of her legs with mine, brought an arm across her shoulders pinning her down, and did what my father had taught me. Two fingers, yanking up hard against her pussy, merciless, while she gasped and pleaded.



Her head tilted back and she moaned “Oh, God!” It was harder to get her off than Mom, and my arm was tiring, but I kept it up. “God, oh God, oh God,” she groaned, her body shaking.



I picked up the pace, my fingers almost pulling her off the bed. She screamed, and I felt the pulse within her, and pulled my hand free, as the clear liquid shot from her pussy. She was out of control, and I kept her leg pinned down with mine and slapped down on her clit, setting her off again. When she seemed to come off the worst of it, I rubbed her softly, leaning over and kissing her. “That was beautiful,” I told her.



“Jesus,” she gasped, looking up at me, and I slid my fingers back inside her, going to work again.



“No!” she moaned, “No more.”



“Come for me, Marie. Squirt for me.”



It took only a couple more minutes and she was coming hard again. Her body reacted stronger the second time, trembling, her stomach muscles spasming out of control. Every few seconds I’d see them harden, and she’d grunt. I spanked her naughty little pussy, making her scream, flooding my bed.



I didn’t want to leave her like Dad and I had left Mom, so I eased back after that, holding her, cuddling her, caressing her crotch gently. She was half out of it, in a daze, giggling a little. “Jeremy,” she whispered lovingly.



“Who loves you, Marie?” I teased, kissing her chin.



“My Jeremy. My Jeremy loves me.”



“Always, Aunt Marie. You should have known that. You should have had faith in me.”



Her eyes teared up, and she rolled onto her side, her arms enveloping me. “I do Jeremy. I love you. I love you so much.”



I held her, my hands gliding over her soft skin, telling her how important she was to me, how much I loved her. She relaxed and cuddled in closer. I was kissing the top of her head, when I realized she was asleep. I figured it must have been a pretty exhausting and emotional day for her.



I took a couple of minutes to gorge myself on her amazing tits, which I could never get enough of. Her nipples were hard, but other than that she was barely reacting. A last gentle kiss on her lips, and I slid her sideways, out of the puddle she was lying in, and pulled the covers up to her chin.



I put on my boxers and a t-shirt, and went to see if Mom was being good.



After a quick look around, I determined she wasn’t upstairs. I didn’t hear them anywhere, and headed downstairs. The two of them were lying on the couch, holding each other. Colin was still dressed the same, but Mom had lost her shirt. They were kissing, and their lips never separated while I watched. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water, then walked into the living room.



I know, I was being rotten. I hate to admit it, but I was jealous. I wanted Mom for myself. Completely unfair, but I couldn’t help it.



Mom opened her eyes and saw me watching. She pulled back abruptly, her arm covering her chest. “Jeremy! I…I thought you were upstairs.”



I grinned. “So it looks. Aunt Marie is asleep. I guess it’s been too stressful a day for her.”



Colin sat up, blushing, trying to hide his erection. After a little scooting around they were sitting side by side, almost touching. I sat next to my mother, pulling her against me. “I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”



Mom’s turn to blush. “We were…we’re just talking, mostly,” she said finally.



I chuckled. “Quietest talking I ever heard.” She still had her arm over her breasts, and I pulled them down slowly exposing her. “Looks like he talked your shirt off, Mom.”



She jabbed me with her elbow. “Don’t be mean, Jeremy.”



I kissed her neck. “Isn’t she the most beautiful thing in the world, Colin?”



He nodded, his eyes on her chest. “I can’t believe it sometimes.”



I nibbled her ear, and she leaned back against me. “I know. I can barely stand it. Every time I see her, I want to go crazy on her. I almost can’t help myself.” I reached around and squeezed her tits, tugging on her hard nipples.



“Please, Jeremy,” she whispered softly.



“Colin, I’m going to borrow Mom for a second. We won’t be long, she’ll be down in a couple of minutes, Ok?”



“Uh…sure,” he said.



“Have a beer and relax. We’ll be back in a bit.” I got up and faced him. “I’m sorry about earlier. Still friends, right?”



He nodded. “Sorry I swung on you. I couldn’t stand seeing Mom like that.”



“Understood. We gotta protect our moms. I would have done the same thing.” I took Mom by the hand, and at the last minute she grabbed her shirt as I pulled her toward the stairs.



“What are you doing,” she asked.



“Taking you to your room for a second.”



She followed quietly, until I got her in her bedroom. I closed the door behind us.



“That was mean, teasing him like that,” Mom whispered.



“I’m sorry. I was jealous.”



She looked at me, then came into my arms, kissing me. “Baby, you never need to be jealous. You’re my man. I was only trying to help your cousin a little. What happened to Marie? I thought you guys would be busy for hours.”



“I couldn’t do it, Mom. I’m sorry. We talked, kissed and played a little, but I couldn’t go all the way. I’m still afraid it will mess things up.”



“You fixed things though, didn’t you? You can’t stay mad at her. You two love each other.”



I pulled Mom to the bed, and pulled off my boxers. I was achingly hard. I’d been expecting a little quid-pro-quo from Aunt Marie after getting her off, but no such luck. Then seeing Mom like that, I was ready to burst a blood vessel.



“We’re better. I think it might be a while before it’s like it was. When I think of how she hurt you, I…I guess I go a little nuts.”



Mom moved down the bed, her hand reaching out and stroking me. “Give her a chance, baby. I believe she’s trying? Don’t you?”



“Yes. She’s always been great to me. I know she’d never do anything to hurt us. Still, it’s hard.”



Mom laughed, her wicked tongue lashing out at my cock. “It is, isn’t it? You played around, but she didn’t get you off?”



I lied. “I couldn’t. I can’t get hard for her like I do for you, right now.”



She looked up at me in surprise, then she crawled up my body, hugging me. “Poor baby, I have made a mess of this, haven’t I?”



“No way Mom. It’s not your fault.”



She was rubbing her thigh against my erection. “I notice you have no problem getting hard for your ol’ Mom,” she teased.



“No. I doubt that will ever be a problem. I want you every time I see you.”



Her lips grazed mine. “I know baby. I can feel it.”



“I hate Dad’s rules. I want you. I want to take you right now. Over and over again.”



“Soon. I know you’ll work it out. Then we’ll do it all.”



“Suck me, Mom?”



“Whenever you want, Jeremy. You only have to ask.”



“I’m asking.”



She smiled and shimmied down the bed. Her mouth slid over my cock, and she bobbed her head up and down a couple of times. She looked up at me, grinning. “You’re asking, and I’m sucking.”



I got off pretty quickly, after only a couple of minutes. She didn’t let up for a second, getting me stiff again, and then going through her paces. I recognized each move for what it was, groaning, begging and moaning when appropriate.



“Jesus, Mom! You are so amazing. Why would I ever want Aunt Marie to do that, when I have you? She’s not even as good as Penny before you started working with her.”



Mom pulled off me, and stroked my stiff shaft. “You should be happy she sucks you at all. She doesn’t hardly do that for anybody else. That’s how much she loves you.”



“You should train her,” I said.



She laughed, and went back to sucking me.



“I wasn’t joking.”



She gave me her swirly-go-round, then lifted off. “First, she’s got too much pride to let me do that. Second, why would I give her any more ammo in the competition against me?”



“Competition? Please. Besides, she could practice for years and she’d never even be in the same league as Penny, never mind you. She’ll never enjoy it like you two do, and that makes all the difference.”



Mom giggled, licking and kissing my cock all over. “You really think I enjoy this? Debasing myself for you and your father? Shedding the disguise so you can see me for what I am? A cock-hungry cum-slut?” She was smiling as she said it.



“You love it, crazy woman. It shows in everything you do. And we love you for it.”



She pouted cutely. “Is that why you love me? Just because I’ll give you a blowjob?”



I leaned over, grabbed her under the armpits, and lifted her bodily, laying her on top of me. I hugged her tight, then smacked her bottom. “How long have I loved you, Mom?”



She cuddled into me, kissing my neck. “Always.” She giggled, “You always were a Momma’s boy.”



“I am. I love you more than anything. How long have I been getting blowjobs?”



“Uh…about a week?”



“Five days. Now, do you really think that’s what I love about you?”



She laughed, squeezing me. “It’s something you love about me.”



“Absolutely. I love everything about you. Now finish what you started, evil Mommy. It’s not nice to leave your son with a case of blue balls.”



“I’d never do that,” she said, then was quiet as she went back to work on me with a passion. She was wicked when she wanted to be, and had me unloading for her after only another five or so minutes.



“Stamina, Jeremy. We’re going to have to work on that,” she teased, licking her sexy lips.



“Unfair. You did that on purpose. You could have made it last.”



She smiled. “Alright. You caught me. Go back to Marie, and do what you can to make her feel better. I’m going to go tease your cousin a little more. Don’t interrupt me again for at least an hour. I’m going to make him mess his pants for me.”



“Just remember the rules, Mom.”



She stood up, and put her t-shirt back on. I watched her, thinking how much I wanted to take it off of her again. That and her shorts. Drag her into bed and have my way with her. Repeatedly. With vigor.



“Don’t look at me like that, Jeremy. You’re going to get me all worked up. Go to your Aunt. Make up with her for me.”



“I’ll try, Mom.”



She blew me a kiss, and hurried back down the stairs. I headed for the bedroom, where my aunt was still napping. I pulled the covers off of her naked voluptuous body, and eased her legs open. I was gentle, kissing and licking, no finger poking at all.



“Mmmm, Jeremy,” she sighed, her hand reaching down and brushing my hair.



I relaxed, playing, adoring the sweet, naughty opening. She was purring for me, sighing beautifully. “God, honey, that’s so nice,” she murmured.



My tongue was almost numb, I’d been working on her so long, but I wasn’t reaching out that far, just past my lips, teasing her, sucking on her clit, licking the edges. I planted my mouth over her clit, sucking gently, rubbing my tongue around her firm little pearl. Softly, barely touching it.



I was surprised at her adorable little whimper, and I felt her throbbing in my mouth. I eased back, kissing it carefully, then climbed up beside her, pulling her into my arms.



“That was perfect, honey. So sweet. I felt so loved.”



I kissed her nose. “Good, because you are, you know. Loved.”



“Make love to me, Jeremy,” she asked softly.



“God, I want to so badly. But not yet.”



She pouted. “Why? Now that she’ll let us.”



“I’m going to make her force us together. I’m not going to let up until she’s the one actually putting my cock inside of you.”



Aunt Marie laughed. “Really? You think you can push her that far?”



“I think if Colin wasn’t here today, she’d be in here now, working on me to fully forgive you.”



“What do you want to do now?” she teased, rubbing her hands on my chest.



“Honestly? I just want to hang out with my best friend, and doing it naked is about as good as it gets.”



“Really? I’m naked in your bed, and that’s all you can think of?” she pouted.



“I’m thinking of a lot more. Tons more. You know what I really want to do. But with the long view in mind, I’d much rather have my way with you for the rest of my life, than screw things up because Mom’s in la-la land at the moment.” I pulled her close, my arm around her, hugging her, leaving little kisses all over her face.



I slid my lips down to hers, kissing her softly, tenderly. “I’m so lucky to be here with you,” I whispered.



She grinned. “Ditto.”



Another heart-warming kiss, and a thought occurred to me. “Want to hear about my first time with Penny?”



Her eyes shot open. “You did it with your girlfriend?”



“Oh yeah. Big time. Even shot a movie. If we can get Mom and Penny to Ok it, I’d love to show it to you.”



We pulled up the covers, cuddled in the near dark, and I told her. “Some of this is very private, you’ll understand, but I’ve always been able to tell you anything, right?”



“Of course! I’ve never broken a single one of your secrets.”



“These aren’t necessarily mine. You promise?”



“Always.” She smiled, and gave me a quick little kiss, the pouted. “I was starting to think you didn’t want to share with me anymore. So much going on in your life, and I feel left out.”



“It’s been a hectic week. But you’ll always be my best friend, and I’ll never leave you out. You know how I feel about you.”



I earned another pout. “I thought so, but it feels like your Mom is taking my place, and your girlfriend is your big new romance,” she said.



“Mom is mom. I love her to death. But we’ve never really shared our private thoughts and stuff until the last week or so. Not like you. So it’s new, and cool, and different, but you’ve always been my number one go-to friend. That will never change. As for Penny, it’s wonderful, it is. Learning about love and sex together. Getting closer. But you know how it is. Young love. Who knows where we’ll be in a year? You and me, we’re forever you know.”



Her eyes got misty, and she hugged me. “You mean that, don’t you?”



“Forever and ever. Nobody will ever have that part of me that you do. I can easily picture you and me lying together like this 30 years from now, cuddling and kissing, and telling each other everything.”



She rested her head on my shoulder, sighing. “I’d like that. I can see it too.” She giggled. “Now about that Penny…”



Half an hour later I was still answering her questions, and she had her hand on my erection, stroking it lazily, just playing around. Mom walked in on us. “Looks like you two are getting along again, getting ready for another go?” she asked, but I could tell that no matter how cool she tried to act, it was bothering her a little. Bursting in the door like that, I had no doubt she was trying to surprise us.



Aunt Marie was on the opposite side of me from the door, and Mom had a great view of her hand, moving up and down my shaft. “Another go? It’s taken me all afternoon to get this much out of him,” Aunt Marie pouted.



The idea of Mom helping Aunt Marie tend to me had the blood surging down below. I was rock hard in a few seconds. Which might not have been the best thing. Aunt Marie let go of my cock. “You see Alice? I spend hours with him, naked and teasing, and I get nowhere. Five seconds after you walk in the door, fully clothed, and he’s hard as stone.” Aunt Marie sat up, and the next thing I knew she had her face in her hands sobbing.



“You had to do it, didn’t you? You couldn’t leave me anything? Twenty years later and you’re still punishing me. You’ve taken him completely away from me and left me nothing. Nothing!” Aunt Marie cried.



“I didn’t Marie, I swear,” Mom started, sitting on the bed opposite her.



“LIAR! Sure, he says he wants more. That he’s on my side, wants to help me, but there’s the truth!” she said, taking a swipe at my shaft. “He doesn’t want me anymore. You’ve got it all now. Harold, Jeremy, and even Colin, I bet. What have you done to steal him away from me? Why, Alice? Do you still hate me that much? I was a 16 year old confused kid. Are you going to hold it against me forever?” Aunt Marie stood and picked up her panties, stepping into them. She grabbed my shirt and pulled it on, angrily, heading out of my bedroom.



“Don’t go Marie,” Mom pleaded.



Aunt Marie glared at us. “I don’t know what kind of cruel game you’re playing. I opened my heart to you both. Told you everything, begged forgiveness. Then you pull this shit. He keeps me busy, while you seduce my son? When were you going to tell me about Penny, Alice? His first time, and I never heard a word from you?”

I was stunned. I’d really thought things were going well. Damn it.



She stomped off without an answer, practically running down the stairs. I heard her bellowing for Colin and I was almost back on the first floor when she started interrogating him.



“Everything you did!” she snapped at him. “So help me, if you lie, you’ll regret it.”



Colin was pulling up his pants, and he had a tired dazed look. From his appearance he’d been napping. Maybe Mom wore him out. I started to get nervous. How did she wear him out?



Colin had his pants on, and was seated on the couch, turning his socks right-side out. “You know, Mom. Just some kissing and touching. Like we do,” he whined.



“Why were your pants off!” Aunt Marie growled, standing not two feet in front of him.



“Marie…” Mom started, but my Aunt cut her off.



“Not a word, Alice. This is MY son. Mine!” She turned to Colin. “Well?”



“They were uncomfortable,” he said.



“Did she touch you there?” Marie asked, her voice turning scary.



He blushed, and fumbled with his shoe laces.



“DAMN IT! DID SHE TOUCH YOU!” Aunt Marie screamed.



He nodded, eyes turned downward, his hands clutching his sneaker.



Mom tried to calm her. “Don’t Marie. You’re upsetting him. We can talk about this.”



Aunt Marie glared at Mom. “Sure. Like we talk about everything else. You promised no more than in the car.” She turned to Colin, grabbed his chin and pulled his head up. “Look at me when I’m talking to you,” she snapped. “How did she touch you?”



“W…with her hand,” he whined.



“And…?”



He was practically shaking. “With her mouth.”



I wasn’t ready for it when Aunt Marie turned and slapped Mom across the face, hard. “You disgust me, Alice. All these lies. These tricks.” She looked over at me, while Mom stood in shock, holding her cheek. “You too, Jeremy. What’s happened to you? You were always such a good, open honest boy. Now it’s nothing but lies, tricks and deceit. Both of you!”



Mom was looking angry. “I didn’t do anything you didn’t do, Marie.”



“No? You lied to me! Yes, I blew Jeremy, but I wasn’t planning on it. Hell, you know I don’t even like to do that. I teased him too far, and let him finish in my mouth, so we wouldn’t make a mess and get caught. Right afterwards I told you. I confessed because I’d never keep something like that from you. I knew it was over the line, and I told you.”



She turned to Colin who was just sitting there watching. “Finish getting dressed, Colin. We’re going home.”



I went to her, reaching out, but she pushed me away. “Don’t Jeremy. I’m tired of this bullshit. I tried, Lord knows I tried. But all these games you two are playing, all these lies upon lies. It’s not worth it.”



“Lies? All I want is for everyone to be happy?” I said.



“Bullshit! What, you get a little pussy off your mother, and then nobody else matters? You lie to me, lie to your father, to your mother, to Colin? I’m sure you’re lying to your little slut girlfriend. What happened to you?”



I was shocked by her words.



“What lies, Marie? We’re not lying to you or anybody,” Mom argued.



“Still lying, you mean, don’t you? Let’s start with our trip, and our discussion afterward. We were only going to do what we did in the car, right?”



Mom nodded.



“So how come I can’t fuck him if you can? Answer me that, Alice!”



“We…we didn’t…”



“GOD DAMN IT! Stop the fucking lies, Alice. You don’t think I know when my sister gets fucked by only the second man in her life? How long were we out the door before you were upstairs doing it again? Ten minutes?”



“It…it wasn’t like that. It was an accident. I told him it couldn’t happen again,” Mom said.



“You lied to me. I know you didn’t tell Harold, did you? So you’re lying to him. You kept doing it, so you’re still lying to all of us. When are the lies going to stop?”



“We’re not doing it,” I told my Aunt. “Dad and I talked it out, and he set the rules, and I swear we’re following them.” I looked over at Mom, still unable to believe she’d blown Colin. “Or we were. At least I was.”



“You talked it out? You told him what you did with your mother? Everything?”



I shook my head. I was still ashamed of that.



“This game of yours, playing your mother and me against each other. How could you?” Aunt Marie asked.



“It was for us! I swear, all I want is for everyone to be happier. No more of this anger and competition between you two.”



“Did you ever think of just trying honesty for once? When the hell did you become such a manipulative lying bastard. The both of you.” She turned back to Mom. “And you! It was only a few hours ago you swore you were only going to tease him. Play a little. No more. You promised me!”



“I didn’t mean to, it just happened,” Mom said softly. “You were up there doing God knows what with my boy.”



“I never lied to you. Not once. If I pushed a limit, I told you. I followed your damn rules, even though I was so tempted to break them. I did it for us, for the family.” Aunt Marie, sighed, then reached out her hand to Colin. “Let’s go. I don’t want you around these people.”



“Marie! Please, we need to work this out,” Mom said.



“I’m done working it out. I don’t like what you two have become. I don’t like it at all.”



I figured it wasn’t the time to try to discuss things calmly, she needed space. Besides, she’d given me a lot to think about. She was right about a lot of things. We weren’t being as honest as we should be, and even though I did believe that the little tricks I’d been playing were in everyone’s best interest, it was still deceitful. All I had to do was think about how my father would feel about it, and I knew that I was in the wrong.



“Marie…” Mom pleaded, walking after them.



I put my arm around her. “Not now, Mom. She’s right about a lot of it. Let’s give her some time, and we need to talk.”



* * *



We did talk. She cried, and I was damn near close to it several times. Things were getting worse, not better. I was furious with her for breaking Dad’s rules with Colin. She was angry with me for pressing the whole Marie issue, until it blew up. We both decided no more lies.



Dinner was an awkward affair. Mom made Dad’s favorite, New York Strip. I grilled the beef, while she prepared homemade mashed potatoes, fresh green beans with chunks of thick cut bacon, and scratch made biscuits.



Dad didn’t seem to notice how we were trying too hard to keep things light. He was actually grinning when I told him to come sit in the living room, maneuvering him to the couch. I got him an after dinner drink.



“Don’t tell me you have another video? I’m not sure my heart could take it,” he laughed.



“No Dad. We need to talk.”



A saw a dark look pass over his face. “You didn’t bend the rules today, did you? I can trust you two alone, can’t I?”



“It’s bigger than that. We haven’t been truthful about everything, and while I was trying to get things worked out with Aunt Marie, I did some things wrong, and it’s all blown up,” I confessed.



“How bad is it?” he asked.



“Bad.”



He looked at Mom, and she lowered her head, nodding slowly. “I’m sorry.”



“I’m waiting,” he said, the steel in his voice a clear warning.



“To start with, we weren’t completely honest about the Jeep ride. We did more than we told you. Please don’t blame, Mom. It was me. I…I couldn’t help myself. I got carried away. I’m ashamed and I’m sorry.”



He got up, from where he’d been sitting between us. He turned and faced Mom. “Anything to say, Alice?”



“I…I had sex with him, Harold. I don’t even know how it happened, but I did. I’m sorry.”



He turned away from us and started toward the stairs. “Harold…” Mom called out.



“Stay there. Don’t say a word, Alice,” he growled.



He returned in less than a minute. “You two had sex in the Jeep? Not three feet from me?”



We both nodded. He pulled a bag from behind his back, and threw it at Mom. She practically jumped off the couch, gasping.



“No shit,” he snapped.



I looked at the bag, and realized it was a large storage baggie, with her shorts from the trip inside.



“Oh, God, Harold. I’m so sorry,” she whispered.



“You stink of sex, you can’t wait to get in the shower when we get home, and you don’t even do a decent job of cleaning yourself. You don’t think I can tell when you’ve been fucking, Alice? Twenty years, and you think I’m not going to notice?”



“You…why didn’t you say something?”



“I did. I asked you to tell me what you did. With both of them. At first I wondered if that was why you made me move Colin to the back. Maybe it was him. Then the way you behaved, what you told me about you and Jeremy, I knew. I knew and I waited for you to tell me. I waited, and waited.”



“It was a mistake,” she said softly. “We didn’t want to hurt you.”



“So that was it? One time in the car? Or have you kept hanging the horns on me, with my own son, no less?”



Mom was holding that bag, tears rolling down her face. She shook her head.



“Twice more,” I said. “Once the next afternoon, and once more almost by accident when we were lying in bed together talking.”



Dad looked more disappointed than angry. “Why would you two do that to me? Haven’t I been a good husband, a good father? Did I do something wrong?”



Mom spoke up first, tossing the shorts to the side as if they were on fire. “No, Harold. You’re the best. The best husband a woman could ask for. A terrific father. It’s…it’s complicated.”



He turned to me. “I can almost understand you. A virgin, hormones raging, and we put you in that position, first with your aunt, and then with your mother. Half naked beautiful women on your lap. But afterward? Couldn’t you have just come out and told me? You give me half the story, but won’t come clean? I knew you were trying to make it up to me, I understood, but with those lies between us, how could you?”



“I was afraid. Not for me, but for Mom. I wanted to. I even came close a couple of times. I felt so guilty, and so ashamed. It was the worst thing I ever did in my life.”



“I need to hear it. All of it. What’s been going on this last week? How many other lies have there been? Where do we stand now?” Dad asked. His matter of fact quietness was scarier than if he’d started yelling.



He wouldn’t sit, and I tried to tell him everything, holding nothing back, with Mom interjecting and taking over on occasion. I told him about in the Jeep. The next day, waking Mom, after she’d said no more. Doing it again. The blowjob. More sex. The following day, taking care of her in bed, massaging her. Everything I did with Aunt Marie. The afternoon with Penny, and Mom’s getting involved. I explained that Mom had behaved, mostly encouraging Penny, during that first time with Penny, when we were learning about each other.



I reminded him of us watching the Penny blowjob video. Watching them. Listening to them in bed that night. His calling out, “That one was for you, Jeremy.” Dad actually blushed a little at that. At least I think the red face was blushing. I could have been wrong.



Mom interrupted now and then, to tell what she was thinking. What was going on in her mind. She confessed to the wild excitement of being with us. Fantasizing about being available to both of us.



“Nobody else, ever, Harold. There was no one else, and there never will be. It’s…different. God, he’s so much like you, don’t you understand? Like when we were starting, all over again. Your mannerisms, the way you walk, God help me, even the way he holds me. It’s you all over again. I’m helpless against it. Then you started making me blow you in front of him. You saw what that did to me. He only had to touch me once, and I was coming for both of you.”



He nodded. “Go on.”



I told him about the following morning. The last time we had sex. How it wasn’t supposed to happen, but we started rehashing what he and Mom had done the night before. The Penny role-playing, but with me in his role, and Mom acting like Penny again, until we were acting out the same scenario.



“I swear, Dad, we didn’t mean to that time, we got caught up in it. So damn hot, listening to Mom tell me about you fantasizing about playing the part of me with her, and then pretending she was Penny, and you were taking her for the first time. I didn’t even think about what we were doing, until we were almost done. I’m really sorry about that. The first times, were bad, behind your back, but that one, you trusted us to behave, and it got out of hand. I wanted to tell you, but there were too many lies already.”



“Lies are like that. It only takes one to get the ball rolling, then it picks up momentum, taking on a life of its own. One lie begets the next, and the next. You get to the point where you can’t remember what’s true and what isn’t. What lies you’ve told. I thought I taught you better than that,” he said, his voice filled with disappointment.



“You did. This isn’t your fault. You were honest with me every step of the way. I screwed up. I won’t do it again. I couldn’t take it anymore, that’s why we had to have this talk,” I said.



“Is that all of it?” he asked.



I shook my head. “Aunt Marie. I wanted to make things right with the family, but I went about it all wrong. You saw the movie she made for you. She made another one for Mom, begging forgiveness for her past, and asking to be a closer part of the family.”



“Closer? How much closer?” he asked.



“You know. You saw her video. Intimately close. She’d like to be freely available to you. To both of us. I wanted it to happen. She came over today to start the healing, but it went poorly. Mom wasn’t as forgiving as I hoped, and I…” It was hard to face what I had done. I took a deep breath, looking at both of them.



“I pretended to be really mad at Aunt Marie, and to want to cut her out of our lives, for Mom’s sake. To stop the constant bickering and jealousness. I think I went too far.”



Mom looked at me in surprise. “That was all pretend? Getting angry with her? Hitting Colin?”



I nodded. “I wanted you to take her side, Mom. Better the two of you against me than at each other’s throats. I purposely didn’t do anything with Aunt Marie, to keep you pushing us together, working with her, instead of against her. Marie didn’t believe that’s what I was trying to do. That’s why she blew up. At least partially. You want to tell Dad about Colin?”



Mom turned red. Her knees were pressed together tightly, hands clutching at each other. “I gave him a blowjob, Harold.”



That seemed to surprise and upset him. “Christ, Alice! Are you going to tell me he’s just like me too? Or are you just becoming a big slut? Who else are you having sex with?”



“Nobody, Harold! I swear. It was only a blowjob for Colin. I…Marie was upstairs with Jeremy, and I was getting upset I guess, at what they were doing together. I did it because of her.”



“This thing between you and your sister has to stop!” Dad snapped. “Giving the kid blowjobs because you’re mad at Marie? So what next? You girls fight and you fuck him?”



“No, Harold! Of course not! I’d never do that. It wasn’t supposed to go that far. I don’t even know why I did it, other than I wanted to get back at her, and that silly crush he has on me. I’m so sorry.”



“What’s the boy supposed to think now, Alice? He’s going to expect blowjobs from his aunt whenever you guys are together. Damn it! You know how he feels about you! How could you? Isn’t our son enough? You going to go after Jenny’s boy when he’s of age? Or will you even wait?”



He was getting to her. Mom was really upset. “Please, Harold. It was a mistake. Of course I’m not going to do anything with Andrew. There’re just so many things happening. I’m confused. Help me, Harold. Don’t get mad. I need you now. I…I don’t want any of this. I only need you.”



“Twenty years, Alice. Twenty. Now this? First Jeremy, then that business with Penny, and now Colin? Colin of all people? What the hell is happening to you?”



Mom was crying. “I don’t know, baby. I don’t. I can’t seem to help myself. My emotions are all over the place. Things between you and me have never been better, everything just seemed so wonderful. I don’t know how I got here.”



Dad stood over her, glaring. “It has to stop now, Alice. All of it. This has gotten out of control. No more, you understand? I won’t take any more of this crap from you.” I could see him getting upset. “Twenty years, you were the best wife a man could have. I was so proud to be with you. So damn proud. I don’t understand what’s happened to us, that you would think this was acceptable.”



She leaned forward her arms clutching him around his thighs, clinging desperately. “I know it’s not. I’m praying you’ll forgive me, and help me through this all. You know how much I love you. You have to.”



His hand reached down and caressed her head. “I know. That’s what makes it so difficult.” He grabbed her chin and tilted her head up until she was looking up at him, sorrowfully. “It stops now. All of it.”



She nodded, then looked over at me. “Everything?” she asked softly.



“For now. Until we get everything under control. Nothing with Colin or Jeremy that you wouldn’t be willing to do out in public. You understand me? No slip ups, no ‘accidents’.”



She nodded.



Dad looked at me. “Same goes for you. No more. Not with your mother, not with your aunt. Your relationship with Penny is your own business, but leave her mother out of it. That’s inappropriate, unless her husband is on board. I doubt he is.”



I agreed to his terms.



“You need to be the strong one, Jeremy. Don’t let your mother slip-up. I hope I can count on you better than I have in the last week. Please don’t disappoint me again.”



“I won’t Dad. I am sorry.” I did have some concerns. “What about Aunt Marie? She’s kind of in limbo now, and pretty pissed off at Mom and me.”



“Leave her alone for now. I need to talk with her anyway.”



Mom was still hanging onto him, like she was scared to death to let go. He peeled her arms away. “It’s been a rough day. I’m going to go to bed now.” He stepped back and looked down at Mom, his anger still visible, just under the surface. “Alice, I’d prefer if you slept in the guest bedroom tonight.”



“No, Harold! I need to be with you. Show you how sorry I am. We need to be together,” she pleaded.



“For now. I…I need to get my feelings under control. It wouldn’t be pleasant if you were around me tonight. I don’t want to say things I’ll later regret. I need some time to deal with this. Don’t push it.”



The tears were running again. “Alright,” she told him. “I’ll hate it.”



Dad nodded. “Me too. I hate all of it. I’m disgusted.” He turned away, and walked upstairs. I moved over on the couch and put my arm around Mom. She tensed up for a second then settled in against me.



“It’ll be Ok, Mom. It was a shock to him, I’m sure. But we needed to get it out in the open. We’ll give Dad and Aunt Marie some time. They both love you. We’ll be better for it, in the end.”



“I don’t know, Jeremy. This is pretty bad. I feel like we betrayed him.”



“We did. Not out of spite, or meanness, but we did nonetheless. I’m sorry I pushed you so hard.”



She shook her head. “I let you. I wanted it. I know I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help it.”



I was pretty sure Dad would get over it. Let’s face it. He had no problem with letting Mom give me blowjobs, even when he knew we’d already had sex at least once. He sure as hell seemed to enjoy the attention that Penny had given him. I knew for a fact that he wouldn’t mind enjoying some intimate time with Aunt Marie.



Things were messed up, but at least it was all out in the open now. No more hiding. Even the business with Aunt Marie and Mom I felt was better now. At least they’d talked long and hard about their issues. I may have manipulated Mom, but that was out there as well.



I knew I should have felt better getting all that secret shit off my chest, but I didn’t. I felt like crap. I’d always hated disappointing my father, no more so than I did now. On top of that, Mom was off-limits. Even Aunt Marie. I wasn’t sure if I was going to let that last one stand. If Dad took Mom away for good, there was nothing holding me back from being with Aunt Marie. I wasn’t going to rush that, but the idea percolated in the back of my mind.

Tami and I arrived at the gym Tuesday afternoon after I picked her up from school. Brittany met me at the school and got my address so she could come over this evening to meet Thomas. Her parents think she’s staying with Tami at the house, but she’s really staying at my apartment, where Thomas is supposed to join us. Before Tami got into the car, I saw Brittany kiss her briefly on the lips.



When we arrived at the gym, Tami got out of the car and went into the locker room to change. I got her a personal locker so she wouldn’t have to check in every time she arrived, and she could keep some things in there all the time, which would be helpful. She was my next client, so I had some time to spend with her.



Thomas saw me at the front desk talking with Kathy, and he came over and joined the conversation.



I noticed on the schedule that I had Tami for a training session and massage, then I had one more client before I was finished for the day, other than coming back later on to lock up.



Tomorrow’s schedule was already filling up. I had a sixty minute massage for a Melissa at 9. She’s new. Mom made an appointment at 11:00 for an eval, measurements, workout, and massage; that would take most of the morning and early afternoon. Lisa signed up for a ninety minute massage at 1:30. I had Tami scheduled for a workout at 3:30 and a platinum member signed up for new member orientation at 6:00; his name was Will. Somehow I was going to have to find time for some paperwork, probably coming back in tomorrow evening for that. It was going to be a long day.



“Did you find out anything about Brittany?” Thomas asked after I finished looking over the schedule.



“Yeah, I saw her at the school. She’s coming over to the house around six, and is planning to spend the night. You still coming over?”



“Oh yes, I’m looking forward to it.”



“Good.”



Tami came out of the locker room looking as sexy as ever, and she looked like she was beginning to fill out her workout clothes better after all the work she had been through. God, she looked great.



“Hi Thomas,” she said as she greeted us. “I’m sorry about all that happened last night. I feel really embarrassed about all of it, especially, you know, well, everything.”



Thomas looked a bit embarrassed as well.



“Don’t worry about it, Tami. I mean, I enjoyed seeing you.”



Tami hesitated and then replied, “Well, I have no secrets from you from what I hear.”



“Yeah, that’s the truth. I mean, I’ve sorta seen and heard everything about you and all. By the way, you do have a beautiful body.”



“Well, that’s a nice compliment, knowing that you’ve seen it all!” Tami replied, laughing. It was good to break the tension and all.



Thomas stared at her, I’m sure remembering how hot she looked without her clothes on.



“So, I hear Brittany’s coming over this evening. I’m looking forward to meeting her,” he said.



“Yeah, she’s looking forward to meeting you too. I asked Jace if we could come over with you two when you lock up. I promise to behave myself when we get in the sauna and all.”



“Well, you don’t have to behave yourself because of me,” he replied, laughing.



“We’ll see what happens. It could be a good time if you and Brittany hit it off, and I think you will.”



I broke up the conversation to take Tami to the machines to get her started on her work out. Thomas walked along with us.



I set her up doing three sets of fifteen reps on five of the machines, waiting until tomorrow to introduce her to a couple more. After that she’d be ready for her massage.



Kathy called me to the front desk, so Thomas offered to stay with Tami to get her through her workout until I returned, so I left the two of them together.



Thomas helped Tami set the appropriate weights, increasing a couple of them slightly to give her a better work out. Between machines they had a little time to talk, as Tami took her required rest periods.



“So, what all do you have today?” Thomas asked her.



“I have to work through these machines, and then I have a massage scheduled, and that’s about it,” she replied.



“Jason got me enrolled in the massage therapy class starting next week. He said he wanted to add a masseur; so many people are signing up and all. He even let me assist with a massage earlier today.”



“Well, you can assist with mine if you want to, that is.”



“Sure, but I’m not sure Jason would like that,” he replied.



“He wont mind; anyway, I don’t have anything you haven’t already seen,” she said with a smile.



She was right about that. I got to see everything she has last night.



They continued through Tami’s workout while I had to answer a few phone calls. I finished and went back out to the floor and saw that Thomas was still working with Tami, so I walked the floor for a few minutes helping other clients.



I noticed it was time for Tami’s massage, so I walked over to her as she was finishing her final machine.



“Is it time for my massage?” she asked.



“Yeah, it’s about that time. After we finish we can head over to the apartment. We want to be there when Brittany arrives.



“I told Thomas he could assist with my massage if he wants to. He said that he assisted you today with one.”



“Yeah, he did,” I replied, while looking at Thomas.



“I mean, I really don’t mind if he does,” Tami replied.



“Well, I guess it wont hurt anything.”



With that, the three of us headed to the massage room, with Tami going into the dressing room to change.



“This isn’t going to be like Stephanie’s massage,” I told him.



“Look, if you don’t want me in here, I can leave. She offered after I mentioned that I assisted you with a massage earlier today, that’s all.”



“Ok, since she offered, but it will be a standard massage and that’s all. I guess you should see how they’re supposed to be done,” I replied with a smile, slapping him on the back.



Tami came out wrapped in a towel like she was supposed to. I was afraid that she’d come out bare like the last time, but she was decently covered.



Thomas and I helped her onto the table. She was face down with her arms by her sides. I pulled the towel down and folded it just above her buttocks, like I’m supposed to, but that rarely seems to happen. I folded the bottom up so her legs and thighs were exposed, but nothing else.



I got the heated massage oil and spread it over her back and handed it to Thomas so he could spread it over her legs, and the two of us started massaging my sister.



I started on her shoulders and arms, and he started at her feet, giving her a good foot massage, picking up the technique quickly.



“You two make a good team. You should offer this and charge double or something. God, this feels good having both of you working on me,” Tami replied.



“I’ll talk to Mike about that. I don’t think it’s standard practice, but we’re a little unorthodox here anyway. He might just go for it.”



“Well, from my perspective, I think its a good idea,” Tami replied as we both continued working on her.



I finished massaging Tami’s arms and shoulders and started on her back, dribbling plenty of oil across her shoulders and down the middle of her back. I have her a thorough shoulder and neck massage, applying my best techniques as a model for Thomas. I slowly made my way down her back to the top of the towel covering her buttocks.



Thomas continued massaging her feet, and then started moving up her legs and thighs to her upper thighs, staying an appropriate distance from her, well you know what I mean.



After I massaged down to the towel, I suggested that he and I switch places so I could continue on her legs and he could work on her back, so we did.



“I let Thomas work a part of the body while I work another and then we switch,” I told Tami. “That way the client gets the professional massage from me and the additional rub down from Thomas. When he gets his certification, the client will get a double massage.”



“That sounds like something women would pay top dollar for, especially getting a look at the two of you,” Tami replied. “I mean, what girl wouldn’t want the two of you running your hands all over their bodies. I mean, think about it!”



“You really think so?” Thomas asked.



“Oh fuck yes. God, this feels fantastic. I mean, it’s a real turn on to have two great looking guys giving me this much attention. I’d pay good money for this treatment; but don’t get any ideas about charging me for this! I still get the family discount and all, don’t I?”



“Tami, you get a free massage from me anytime you want it,” Thomas said laughing. We all laughed at this.



I massaged Tami’s legs up to her thighs and inner thighs, moving the towel up bit with my hands as I did so, noticing that Tami was wearing a thong; she must have left it on because Thomas was in here. Nice, I thought.



Thomas was doing a thorough job on Tami’s back, moving his hands down to her lower back, slipping the tips of his fingers just under the top of the towel, massaging her upper buttocks, but just barely.



Tami reached behind her and pulled the towel down, exposing her round ass to both of us.



“One of you better massage my ass, and I really don’t care at this point which one of you does it,” Tami said with a sigh, indicating that she was really getting into the massage and our hands running all over her body, getting both of us at once.



“Well, in that case, we’ll both do your ass,” I replied nodding at Thomas, who took the massage oil and dribbled it over her cheeks.



We both moved our hands to Tami’s ass, with me coming from her legs and Thomas coming down from here back. I rubbed the lower half of both cheeks while Thomas rubbed the top half. I let my fingers slide over her crack, letting my thumbs slide down between her cheeks, running them along the string of her thong which was buried deep, with Thomas watching my every move closely. Tami looked so sexy on the table with both of us running our hands over her.



“Oh god, you’re both doing a fantastic job,” Tami sighed.



After a few more minutes, I noticed that thirty minutes were up, and it was time for Tami to turn over.



I told Tami to roll over and we’d do the front, and as she did so, I kept the towel over her breast.



“Really?” she asked. “Do we really need the towel? I mean, Thomas has already seen my little puppies, and there really isn’t much to look at. From what I hear, he already dried them off after I got out of the shower.”



Thomas looked a little embarrassed at that comment, but Tami was right; Thomas had already seen them and did dry them off when she got out of the shower, and it’s common for a client to remain uncovered, especially the breasts, while they have a massage, so I tossed the towel on the table. Tami was now on her back on the table, wearing nothing but a very small thong covering her bare pussy. God, she looked terrific, and Thomas must have thought so as well, as he reached down and straightened his cock in his shorts.



“How do you want to do this? He asked, with a bit of nervousness in his voice.



“I’ll continue working her legs, and you can do her arms for a few minutes and then I’ll give you some instruction on breast massage, if that’s all right with you, Tami.”



“O god yes, that’s fine with me; god, it feels so good with both of you working on me.



I stood at the bottom of the massage table and oiled Tami’s legs, both of them, from her ankles to her upper thighs, while Thomas dribbled oil over her arms and started with a finger massage, while continuing to look her over.



With Thomas working her arms, I continued working Tami’s legs, working from her feet to her lower legs to her thighs, spreading her legs slightly to allow room for my hands between them. I gave her a thorough thigh massage, letting my fingers slide over her covered pussy, causing her to moan, indicating how much she was enjoying the two of us working her over.



Thomas had finished working her arms and shoulders, so I decided it was time to instruct him on the proper technique for a breast massage.



“Are you sure you’re all right with this?” I asked Tami before I continued, sure that she would comply.



“Yeah, go ahead,” she said.



I moved to the top of the table next to Thomas and dribbled heated oil over my sister’s breasts, covering both of them.



With a client, you can keep their breasts covered, unless they tell you to go without the towel, which many of them do,” I instructed.



“So, you’re in here giving girls a breast massage with them uncovered?” Tami asked, getting interested in what goes on in the massage room when I’m with a client.



“Yeah, if that’s their preference, that is. Some ask to remain covered, but most of them want me to remove the towel so it doesn’t get in the way,” I replied.



I took Thomas’ hand in mine and placed it underneath Tami’s back, showing him how to support her scapula and spine during the massage.



“I can only do one breast at a time, but after I show you how to do it, I’ll work on her left breast while you do the same on her right breast. Just follow my lead.”



After I got Thomas’ hand in the right place, I moved to the other side of the table and did the same, placing one hand under her back against her scapula.



I moved my free hand to the underside of Tami’s breast and started massaging her, as Thomas did the same.



I massaged the upper part of her rib cage, just beneath her breast thoroughly, and then moved my hand to her side, massaging her side just below her breast to the side of her breast for several minutes. Thomas was careful to do just as I was doing, paying close attention to my technique. At this point we weren’t touching Tami’s breasts, other than the sides.



We continued this for about three minutes, as Tami continued moaning softly, enjoying our touch.



“After massaging the sides of her breasts, still supporting her with your other hand, you press your fingers firmly against her sternum and massage between the breasts, across the top, down the sides, and then back up,” I instructed, demonstrating the technique on my sister.



I did this a coupe of times, and then had Thomas try it, noticing that he was a natural at this. He massaged below Tami’s right breast, and pressing his fingers firmly on her skin, massaged between her breasts slowly, and then across her chest just above her breast, down the sides, underneath, and then back up. I watched him as he continued this for two or three minutes, getting the technique perfectly.



“God, that feels so good,” Tami moaned.



“Good, then he must be doing it correctly,” I commented. Thomas looked at me with a pleased expression on his face. He was really trying to do it correctly, and was.



I moved to the top of the table to instruct him on the next step.



“Apply a little more oil to keep the breasts well lubricated,” I said as I dribbled warm oil over booth of her breasts. “With this step you can massage both breasts at once, and I’ll demonstrate that, and then you can do both.”



Standing at the top of the table, I started massaging Tami’s breasts, running my hands across her shoulders, down between her breasts, and then cupping my hands, I moved them up over her breasts all the way up to her neck and her chin, and then moved them back, repeating the process three times or more, with Thomas watching closely.



I then took his hands in mine, placing the palms of his hands flat against Tami’s chest, above her breasts, and slowly moved them down between her breasts, and then up over them, around the sides and back over them, and them sliding them up to her chest to her neck and back down.



“You want to try it on your own?” I asked him, knowing how he’d respond.



“Yeah, I think so,” he replied a little nervously.



“Go ahead then,” I told him.



Thomas placed his hands at the top of her breasts, moved them down between them, across the bottom, around the sides, and back down between them. When he brought his hands back up, he massaged her upper chest to her neck and then back down. His technique was perfect.



“How much pressure do I apply?” he asked.



“You want to apply a firm pressure without pressing too hard. Here, like this,” I said, covering his hands with mine and repeating the process a couple of times, and then allowing him to do it on his own for a few more minutes.



“Oh yes, that feels great,” Tami moaned.



After he finished, I showed him how to do a full breast massage. I covered his hands with mine again, and then moved them down the sides of both breasts, up over the top, massaging her firmly, and then down over the side again, back over them to the top, and back down.



I released my hands from his and allowed him to massage her on his own, and watched as Thomas gave Tami a through breast massage, demonstrating that he was learning the proper technique.



After a couple of minutes, I took over and demonstrated an additional technique, while talking Thomas through it.



“You do the same process, and then run your hands down the top of the breast, letting the nipple slide between your fingers, applying a little pressure. After doing this a few times, you can use your fingers to circle the nipples, rubbing the aerola with your fingertips, and then rubbing the nipples, which are usually erect by this time, just as Tami’s are.”



I continued the demonstration for a few minutes, and then let Thomas try it, with my hands covering his. I moved his hands down the top of Tami’s breasts, trapping her hard nipples between our fingers and tweaking them gently and then circled her aerola with our finger tips and rubbed her nipples again.



I then removed my hands from his and let him try it on his own, noticing that he was getting the hang of it well. I noticed how closely he was paying attention to the technique, and while this could have rapidly turned into a sexual thing for the three of us, Thomas remained quite professional.



I let him continue the breast massage while I moved to the side of the table and dribbled oil on Tami’s abdomen and started massaging her from her breasts down to her thong, massaging her all over, as she continued moaning her pleasure.



I looked at the clock, noticing that we’ve already gone a few minutes longer than her appointment, and said that time was up.



“Oh god, do you have to stop? This feels fantastic,” Tami commented, almost breathlessly, “I mean, I don’t mind if you want to show Thomas some other techniques.”



“We have other techniques, but I’m not sure I want to use you to demonstrate them,” I said to Tami.



“Please?” she pleaded.



I knew that Tami was my last client, and we did have a little time before we had to leave to meet Brittany, so I decided we could have one final demonstration.



“I have one other thing I think you’d enjoy, but I don’t think you should take your thong off, you know, with both of us in here and all.”



“Well, leave it on, that’s fine with me,” she replied.



“We have leg stirrups that we use for, ah, vaginal massage, although I’ve never given one except on a medical manikin, which wasn’t much fun. Are you sure you want to do this, Tami?” I asked, giving her an out after telling them what I had to show them.



“Sure, like I wont be exposed or anything; anyway, Thomas and you have both seen me, you know, down there and all.”



“Ok,” I replied as I walked over to the equipment closet and got the two stirrups. They were more like leg braces than stirrups. I placed them in the holders at the bottom of the massage table.



“I’ll show you how we use the equipment, but wont do the actual massage, at least not now, anyway.”



“They’re something like they use at the GYN office,” Tami commented as I placed them in the brackets and told her to slide down on the table.



I slid Tami down a little further on the table, and placed both legs in the braces, which supported her legs just below the knees. I adjusted them, spreading her legs as far apart as would be comfortable, just as I had been instructed in class. Thomas was still standing at the head of the massage table, and I asked him to join me at the business end.

“With the client like this,” I said, “you have access to her thighs, vagina, and, well, just about everything else down here.” With Tami’s legs spread out, I slowly ran my fingers along her skin from her thighs, over her ass, across her covered pussy, and across her abdomen.



“Your client has to be really comfortable with you to allow you to do this,” I commented.



“You mean that you’d, like, really put a girl in this, you know, totally nude and all?” Tami asked, getting a better idea of what all I do with clients in the massage room.



“Yeah, if they asked for it, I would. I mean, it wouldn’t happen on their first visit, but some girls do like a vaginal massage,” thinking of Stephanie and Lisa, who both got a vaginal massage on their first visit. I looked at Thomas, certain that he was thinking of Stephanie and how he’d like to get her in these.



“Have you ever, you know, given anyone a vaginal massage?” Tami asked.



“Yeah, I have, but I’ve never used these, before now,” I replied.



“I want one,” Tami said, looking at me and Thomas.



“We really don’t have time for one now, Tami,” I replied.



“Can you two, like, give me one tomorrow?” she asked.



“We’ll see,” I replied as I got her legs out of the stirrups and put them back in the equipment closet.



“When we come in here tomorrow, I want you to have the stirrups ready,” Tami said, looking at the two of us. I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that with her and Thomas, but it would be an opportunity to show him the technique.



“Sure, we can do that,” I replied, looking at Thomas, who had a huge grin on his face just thinking about it.



Tami sat up on the side of the table and grabbed my hand and Thomas’ hand, pulling us over next to her.



“I’m only doing this so you can, you know, show Thomas the proper technique and all,” she said as she leaned up and gave Thomas a quick kiss on the lips. She turned to me and pulled my face to hers and gave me a passionate kiss, slipping me the tongue.



“I need to get dressed so we can get over to the apartment before Brittany arrives,” she said as she got off the table and walked into the dressing room.



Thomas looked at me and asked, “Are we, you know, really going to give Tami a vaginal massage?”



“She seems to want us to,” I replied, looking at him. “Are you up to it?” I asked.



“Hell yes, I’m up to it, that is if you are.”



“It’s purely professional, Thomas. You’re going to be doing this a lot in the future. You might as well learn on Tami.”



“How about the others you have tomorrow?” he asked.



I thought about my schedule, and told him that I’d ask Lisa if she’d like two of us, commenting that I was sure we could use the stirrups on her.



“What time does she come in?” he asked.



“I have her scheduled for a ninety minute massage at one thirty tomorrow. I think you’ll like Lisa, and I’m sure she’ll agree to let you assist.”



“This job gets better every day,” he replied, slapping me on the back, just as Tami came out of the dressing room.



“What are you two talking about?” she asked.



“I have a client at one thirty tomorrow, and was thinking about asking her if Thomas could assist.”



“Well, you better practice up on her, because I want a thorough massage when I get here. I might even skip my workout for that.”



“No workout, no massage,” I said, joking with her.



“Yeah, I’ll do the workout first, but I want both of you to give me another massage. I’m sure there are many girls who would pay well for that.”



We walked out of the massage room and started for the front door, when I heard Mike call out my name.



I walked over to him and he told me that we were starting the Champagne massage tomorrow to see how they go. The Champagne will be free for the rest of the week, and then we can charge top dollar for it next week. This would be a way to introduce it to our clients. He said that he was having a wine chiller installed in the massage room this evening, and that all massage customers beginning tomorrow would be given a coupon for a glass of Champagne when they checked in. We both thought that was a good idea. I told him that I was having Thomas assist me with some of the massages, and that the clients were really going for it.



“I bet they are,” he replied, looking over at Thomas and Tami standing at the counter.



“Once he gets his certification, we can add a double massage to the list,” he said with a smile. I think he was on to what we were doing, but he didn’t say anything.



I left Mike and started back to the front door so we could leave for the apartment.



“Jason, your client is waiting for you at the machines,” Kathy yelled at me.



“Oh shit,” I said to Thomas and Tami. “I forgot that I had another client. Can you take Tami to the apartment while I finish up? I’ll be there when I finish. I should be there by six.”



“Sure, I’d be glad to,” Thomas replied. I took my apartment key off my key ring and handed it to Tami as the two of them walked out the door and I went to the floor to find my client.



“Congratulations on your promotion,” he said to me as I walked up to him.



“Yeah, thanks, Marc. I got promoted to gym manager,” I replied.



“Yeah, Kathy told me, and I noticed your new name tag. Way to go! Are you still going to keep me as a client?” he asked.



“Yeah, I can keep all of my current clients, but I can’t take any additional ones unless they’re platinum level.”



“Well, that leaves me out. Too rich for my blood.”



I took his chart and refreshed myself on where we were the last time.



“It looks like you get to start on a couple more machines tonight,” I said. “Why don’t you get started on the ones you already know, and I’ll observe to make sure you have them down correctly.”



“Great,” he said as he sat down on the first machine and started his workout. I always liked working with newbies; they’re so full of energy and are always ready to get started on their workout.



I walked him through his first few machines, pointing out some corrections to his methodology and adjusting the weights up on a couple of them, before instructing him on the new ones.



I started with Marc three weeks ago, but he only gets in three nights a week so it’s hard to keep up with his routine without looking over his chart. He’s a nice guy in his mid thirties if I remember correctly. He had a good build before he started working out at the gym, and wants to firm up some. He always comes in with another guy, and I suspect that they’re together, you know, as a couple and all, but that doesn’t bother me. It does bother some of the other staff, but I plan to have some inservice sensitivity training soon because I don’t appreciate some of the comments I hear around here. Mike puts up with it, but I plan to put a stop to it. I mean, we cater to all kinds of people, most of them high end members, and I think that we should show respect for everyone. If some of them don’t like it, well, they’ll have to find work at another gym so far as I’m concerned.



I showed Marc how to use two additional machines and had him go through a complete workout on them without any weight, so he could get the routine right. I pointed out a few minor corrections to his routine and had him repeat the process while adjusting the weights to make sure that he had them where they should be. I marked the information on his chart.



I spent about an hour and ten minutes with him, trying to make up for running behind and all, before he quit for the day. He walked to the locker room after getting his friend, who was using the free weights. The two of them went to the locker room together and I headed for the front door.



“See you tomorrow, Kathy,” I said as I walked past the front desk and headed to my car.



When Tami and Thomas got into his car, Tami had a discussion with Thomas about last night and all that happened.



“I really am sorry about last night and all,” she said. “I mean, I’m sure you know that I was just trying to get Jace, you know, jealous and all, and I was upset that he said that he wanted you to come over so we could meet.”



“Yeah, I thought that’s what he meant, but now I think he just wanted me to come over to talk about the new position. I guess it was just wishful thinking on my part.”



“Ah, that’s a sweet thing for you to say; but I think you’ll really like Brittany and all.”



“Yeah, I hope so. I don’t really have many friends here, and don’t have a girlfriend or anything, so it would be good to meet her. I’m really looking forward to it.”



“Yeah, I think the two of you will get along well; but I did want to apologize for all that happened last night. It wasn’t nice of me to, you know, lead you on and all.”



“Yeah, you were coming on to me strong last night, especially in the sauna and at the apartment.”



“Did you, like, did you really think that I wanted to, you know, suck you off like Jace said?”



“Yeah, at first I did. I mean, you were rubbing me and all and wanted me to get into bed with you. When I said that I needed to leave, you asked me to take my cock out so you could, like, suck me off. I told you again that I had to leave, and your confusion sorta gave it all away.”



“Yeah. I thought you were Jace, and I was trying to get him to come to bed and couldn’t understand why he had to leave. I at least wanted to suck him off before he left. God, I’m so sorry about that.”



“Yeah, that’s all right. It was really tempting for me last night though. I mean, I was ready to whip it out and let you, you know, suck me and all, but I figured out that you must have thought I was Jason. God, that was disappointing.”



“So, you mean that you like, almost did?”



“Yeah, you were rubbing me and begging me to let you suck me; hell, you had me hard and everything. I was just about to let you, too.”



“Well, I’m sorry I left you with blue balls and all,” Tami replied.



“Yeah, you sure did. I was already worked up from the way you were acting at the apartment before we left, then when you slid your hand up my leg in the sauna, I thought I was going to blow then.”



“Really? I don’t even remember that, but Jace told me about it. Did I, you know, touch you or anything?”



“Yeah, I felt your hand on my cock for a second or two, then Jason started to get up and go to the Jacuzzi. You let loose of my cock and stood up and your towel dropped down below, you know, your breasts and all. Then you walked out to the Jacuzzi and dropped your towel and slid into the water. You really do have a great body, Tami.”



“Thank you. I guess you’ve seen it all.”



“Yeah, I have. I mean, the three of us were, you know, nude in the shower and all. I figured out what was going on when I noticed that Jason had a hard on like me, and then when you grabbed his cock in the shower, that sorta told me what was going on.”



“Yeah, Jason told me about that too. He figured that’s what gave away our relationship. He said that you dried me off, and that it was you who undressed me in the bedroom.”



“Yeah, that’s all true. I mean, when we got you out of the shower I went to the locker room and got your clothes, and when I brought them back, the two of you were just standing there, and he suggested that I dry you off. I guess he didn’t want to do that in front of me or anything, so I gladly complied.”



“Did you, you know, dry me, like, everywhere?”



“Yeah, I felt a little guilty about that at first. I mean, I took advantage of the situation and dried you everywhere, and I mean everywhere.”



“Then you undressed me when you took me to the bedroom?”



“Yeah, I sure did. You spilled my beer all over yourself in the living room, and we both knew that we couldn’t put you to bed all soaked in beer. Jason suggested that I undress you. I guess he felt awkward doing that, especially with the relationship you two have and all; I guess he didn’t want to appear over eager to take your clothes off, so he asked me to, and I didn’t hesitate.”



“Ok, I want you to be honest with me. Did you, like, do anything when you undressed me? I have a vague memory of you undressing me and all.”



“Well, yeah, I did feel you a little when I undressed you. I mean, your tits and all were right there in front of me and all, hell, I couldn’t pass up on that. When I pulled your top off, I kind a felt your breasts, but hell, I did that when I dried you off too. Then, well, when I took your skirt off, I did feel your, ah, between your legs a little. I’m sorry about that, Tami. I really am.”



“No problem,” Tami replied, placing her hand on Thomas’ thigh. “I can’t blame you for feeling me the way I led you on and all. I’m surprised you didn’t let me suck you off the way I was acting with you.”



“That was tempting. I mean, you had me all hard and all. God, I wanted to let you, I really did.”



“Why didn’t you?” she asked.



“Well, by that time I realized that you thought I was Jason, and it wouldn’t have been right, I guess.”



“Yeah it would have been awkward between us if we’d gone that far. Maybe you’ll get lucky with Brittany tonight.”



“So, you and Jason are really a, you know, a couple and all? You’re not going to, like, mess around with anyone else?” Thomas asked, hopeful that this was leading somewhere between the two of them.



“Yeah, we’ve decided to try it as a couple. I think I’m going to try to talk my mother into letting me stay with him at his apartment, but I haven’t said anything to him about that yet.”



“Do you think she will?”



“I think so. She works nights quite often and she doesn’t like me staying home alone and all.”



“Yeah, I can understand that.”



“Can I ask you something else, Thomas?” Tami asked.



“Yeah, go ahead, we’ve talked about everything else. What do you want to know?”



“Well, I know I left you with blue balls and all, did you, like, have to take care of it when you got home?”



Thomas laughed, nervously when Tami asked him that. Then he replied, “Yeah, I did. When I got home I went into the bathroom and took care of it. Christ, I was so fucking hard when I left the apartment, I didn’t think I could make it all the way home. I mean, I almost came with I was undressing you and you started rubbing me.”



“So, what image did you have in your mind, like, when you beat off in the bathroom and all?”



“Honestly?” he asked.



“Yeah, I want to know what you were thinking about when you, you know, beat off.”



“Ok, I’ll tell you. I went into the bathroom and dropped my pants and closed my eyes. I was thinking of you rubbing my cock and wanting to suck me off. I imagined that I pulled it out and, you know, you started sucking me off and all. God, I didn’t last five minutes before I came, and I came a lot.”



“God, you really wanted that blow job, didn’t you?”



“Christ yes, I wanted it. God, I was harder than I’ve ever been. Kinda like now, just talking about it.”



Tami looked down at his crotch noticing his erection and said, “You need to keep that for Brittany. Maybe I’ll fill her in and make sure you get one tonight.”



“You really think that she’s, you know, going to sleep with me tonight?”



“Well, I told her all about you and she really is excited to meet you. I told her how good looking you are and how well built you are, so I would say that there’s a good chance for the two of you to, you know, hit it off well.”



They arrived at the apartment and went inside, continuing their conversation.



“So, what should we do for dinner? We haven’t really talked about that,” Tami asked Thomas.



“We could go out somewhere,” Thomas replied.



“There’s a good Mexican restaurant nearby, would you like to go there?” she asked.



“Sure, fine with me.”



“I’ll call and make a reservation for six thirty,” Tami replied, taking out her iPhone. She looked up the number and made a reservation for four at six thirty.



“They usually fill up fast, but they had a table. Mexican it is. I think I’ll change out of these clothes,” she said as she left Thomas in the living room and walked into the bedroom that she and Jason were sharing.



“Help yourself to a beer, they’re in the refrigerator,” Tami yelled at him from the bedroom.



Thomas walked over to the refrigerator and got two beers, one for him and one for Tami, and opened them both. He went back into the living room and sat down on the couch, waiting for Tami to come back out.



Tami returned wearing a short pair of shorts and a tank top. He noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra.



“God, you look great,” Thomas said, complimenting her and handing her a beer.



“Thank you,” she replied, taking the beer and sitting across from him in the chair.



They sat there and talked for a few minutes, when the door bell rang.



“That must be Brittany,” Tami said as she got up and walked to the door, opening it and letting Brittany in. Brittany kissed Tami on the cheek and then the walked into the living room.



“Brittany, this is Thomas. He’s the one I told you about.”



Thomas immediately noticed how beautiful she was. She was wearing a pink top that was low cut in the front, displaying her cleavage. She had larger breasts than Tami, and the top showed them off well, as she wasn’t wearing a bra either. She had on khaki shorts that showed off her beautiful and fit legs. She also had on a pair of light brown sandals. Her hair was long and blonde, coming down below her shoulders. He also noticed her beautiful eyes and smile. She was even more beautiful than Jason had told him.



“Do you want a beer?” Tami asked her.



“Sure, let’s get this party started,” she replied.



Tami brought her a beer from the kitchen and she took it and sat down beside Thomas on the couch.



“We thought we’d go out for Mexican for dinner, if that’s all right with you,” Tami said to Brittany.



“That’s fine with me. Where’s Jason?” she asked.



“He had another client after we left. I got us a reservation for six thirty. He said he’d be here around six, so he should be coming along soon.”



“Well, Thomas, Tami tells me that you give quite a massage.”



“She already told you that?”



“Yeah, I sent her a text while we were waiting for Jace at the gym.”



“Well, I can’t give one by myself until I finish the course. Now, I’m just assisting Jason with some of his clients, including Tami.”



“She said that you did a good job on her. Maybe I’ll sign up for one and have both of you work me over. That might be kinda fun,” she said, looking at Thomas and then over at Tami.



“They’re a good team, believe me,” Tami replied.



“Do you think you two could, you know, work me in to your schedule?” she asked.



“I’m sure we can if you want one. We can talk with Jason about it when he gets here.”



They sat and talked for about fifteen minutes before Jason arrived. He greeted everyone, apologizing for being late, and got a beer from the kitchen.



“So, I take it you two have been introduced,” Jason said to Brittany and Thomas.



“Yeah, Tami took care of that,” Brittany replied.



“We were just talking about the massage the two of you gave Tami today. Do you think you might be able to work me into your schedule?” she asked.



“I’m sure we can. You are a member of the gym aren’t you?” I asked.



“Yeah, but I haven’t been there in weeks. I need to get back, and now I have a good reason to,” she replied, looking over at Thomas.



“Being a member, you can call over and see what’s available, and Thomas and I will give you one.”



“I’ll do that,” she said, taking out her phone and dialing the gym. She scheduled a massage for tomorrow at five.



“That’s right after mine,” Tami noted.



“Maybe I’ll come early and watch yours so I’ll know what to expect, if that’s all right.”



“Sure,” Tami replied. “They’re going to do a new technique on me tomorrow.”



Thomas and I looked at each other, remembering that Tami wanted us to have the stirrups in place for her.



“You sure you want her in there for that?” Thomas asked, unsure if she wanted Brittany to see her getting a vaginal massage from the two of them.

“Sure, we don’t have any secrets. It’ll be fun. Then you can do her. I’m sure she’ll want one too.”



“What kind of massage are we talking about?” she asked.



“Well, today they gave me a full body massage, and it was awesome. Tomorrow they’re planning to give me a vaginal massage, with stirrups, kinda like what they have at the GYN office. I think it’ll be fun.”



“Sounds good to me,” she replied.



Thomas and I looked at each other, wondering what we’ve gotten ourselves into for tomorrow, but neither of us regretting it. Not at all.



It was time to leave for the restaurant, so the four of us got in my car and drove away. We were there in no time, and were seated promptly.



I tried my luck and ordered a round of margaritas. The waitress checked my ID, but didn’t bother with the other three, I guess thinking we were all the same age.



She brought the margaritas and set them in front of each of us and then took our orders.



We sat and talked while drinking our margaritas, which were very good. From the beer and then the drink, the four of us were getting a little tipsy.



The waitress came out with our appetizers, and noticing our glasses were nearly empty, asked if we wanted another round.



“Yeah, and make them jumbos this time,” Brittany replied.



“Make that three, I’m driving,” I told her, knowing that I needed to drive over to the gym later to lock up.



The waitress returned with three jumbo margaritas and they started drinking them while waiting on our food and continuing to eat away at the appetizers.



“What do we have planned for later on?” Brittany asked.



“Well, the guys have to close up the gym around nine thirty. I thought we could go with them and maybe try out the sauna and the Jacuzzi, if you want to,” Tami shared.



“Yeah, that would be fun,” Brittany replied. Thomas looked at me and raised his eyebrows and smiled.



Our food finally came, and we ate it while continuing our conversation.



“So, tell me more about this massage you got today, Tami,” Brittany said.



“Well, it was awesome. I had both of these guys working on me at the same time. One did my legs while the other, ah, did other parts, and then they switched.”



“Did they do both, you know, front and back?” Brittany asked.



“Absolutely.”



“What do you wear when you get a massage?”



“I usually don’t wear anything, but today I wore a black thong. I wasn’t sure if I should go completely nude with Thomas in there. I wanted to leave a little to the, ah, imagination and all.”



“So, you didn’t wear anything on, you know, your top?”



“Nope, nothing,” Tami replied, slurring her words a little.



“So, usually, you’re like, naked and all?”



“Yeah, but usually its just me and Jace. This is the first time anyone else was in there.”



“You can wear anything you want, or nothing at all. Most of our clients are nude, but we keep them covered with a towel, if they want that,” I shared.



“Do most of them, like, want you to keep them covered during the massage?”



“Most of the older women do, and all the men, or most of them at least, like to be covered. The rest usually ask me to remove the towel. Some wear underwear, but that usually comes off so they don’t get massage oil all over them and all.”



“I never thought about what to wear for a massage. I’ve never had one. What do you think I should wear, Thomas, if you two give me one tomorrow?”



“I think nude is best, it allows more freedom for the masseur and all.”



“So, will you keep me covered with a towel?”



“Only if you insist,” Thomas replied.



“But, not if I don’t want you to?” she asked.



“It’s strictly up to you, but it allows more freedom, you know, if you’re not covered, but that’s your call, not ours.”



“I’ll have to think about that one,” Brittany replied.



“You really need to have a breast massage, Brittany, it’s awesome. God, I thought I was going to have an orgasm on the massage table today it was so good,” Tami commented. “I mean, it feels so fucking good to have four hands massaging your breasts. God, it feels good.”



Tami was getting a little loud, and I tried to quiet her down before everyone around us could hear her talking about the massage we gave her.



“They’ll massage your ass too, both of them will,” Tami said, getting giggly. “I mean, can you imagine both of these cute guys running their hands all over your tits and ass . . . and other places. I mean, it was the most awesome experience of my life.”



Both Tami and Brittany were getting more tipsy by the minute as they drank their margaritas. Thomas was about as bad.



“I think I’m gonna try it, and I want to be nude, just like Tami was.”



That comment also got a wide grin out of Thomas.



We finished our dinner and left for the apartment. Everyone seemed to be able to walk all right, but they were getting wasted.



Tami sat in front with me, while Brittany and Thomas sat in the back seat. Looking in the mirror I saw that they were already making out. It looked like they were getting along fine.



We got to the apartment around eight thirty, so we turned a movie on and watched that. Tami and I sat together in the large chair while Brittany and Thomas sat together on the couch. Both the girls were getting frisky, which didn’t bother either of us. I was hoping that Thomas, at least, would sober up before we left for the gym. We didn’t have any more to drink after returning home. Brittany wanted a beer, but I told her that it might make her sick mixing beer and the margaritas, and that’s the last think we wanted, someone throwing up all over the place.



Thomas and Brittany were making out quite heavily, but their clothes remained on at least, and there didn’t seem to be much touching, you know, below the waist. I was glad they were saving that for later, when we all went to bed.



“Where’s everyone sleeping tonight?” Brittany asked.



“Well, we have the bedroom, which Jace and I usually share, and the couch folds out. We can figure that out later.



“I could sleep on the floor, that is, if Brittany wants the couch,” Thomas replied, giving Brittany an out.



“I don’t think you’ll have to sleep on the floor, Thomas,” Brittany replied, giving him another deep kiss. I didn’t think Thomas would be sleeping on the floor, either.



Soon it was going on nine thirty, and I mentioned that I needed to go to the gym to close up, noting that Thomas had to go with me. I wasn’t sure if the girls still wanted to go to the gym with us or not.



“We’re going with you, aren’t we?” Tami asked.



“Yeah, we want to go too,” Brittany replied.



“That’s fine with us. We can all go over and after we close up the gym, we can check out the sauna and all,” I said.



“Sounds good to me,” Brittany replied, placing her hand on Thomas’ thigh, very near his crotch.



We all got up to leave, with Brittany asking, “Do I need to take anything with me?”



“Nope,” Tami replied. “We will be the only ones at the gym, and I was planning to go au natural.”



“You mean, like no towel or anything?” Brittany asked.



“You can wear one if you want. I will too, if you want me to.”



“We’ll see,” Brittany replied.



We got in the car and drove the short distance to the gym, with Thomas and Brittany making out in the back seat the whole trip.



We got there and the four of us went inside. The girls sat in the lounge as Thomas and I walked through the gym talking with people until it was time to close. At 9:45 the receptionist announced that the gym was closing in fifteen minutes, so people began to clear out, as usual. They’re all good about leaving on time, except for a few stragglers who take their time in the shower. There’s always s couple of them.



At ten Thomas and I checked the doors in the back of the gym and turned off the lights in all the offices and locked them up. I made a check list for him to go through when he started locking up by himself next week.



We got all the lights off in the main gym and the aerobics rooms, and then checked the massage rooms to make sure they were set up for the morning, especially mine as I had a massage first thing in the morning. I noticed the new wine chiller that Mike had installed in my room. I checked it and it was already filled with eight bottles of Champagne.



“This could make things interesting,” I said to Thomas as I pointed out the new chiller filled with Champagne.



“Are we starting that tomorrow? He asked.



“Yeah, that’s what Mike said.”



We went back out and checked the doors again We finished all of this around ten fifteen, and then walked through the locker rooms, noting that they were all clear.



“We can leave the lights on in here,” I said as we were leaving the men’s locker room. I checked the sauna and turned it on as someone had already shut it down. I also turned the heat back on in the Jacuzzi as we were planning to use it later on.



We walked over to the women’s locker room and shut off one shower that was left on, picked up a few towels that were on the floor and the benches, and shut off the lights.



“I don’t think the girls are planning to use this one,” I said, smiling at Thomas.



We made our way back to the reception area and I looked over the schedule for tomorrow, noticing the sign announcing the Champagne massages.



“There’s a couple massages here that I might ask you to assist with,” I told Thomas, who smiled at me again. He was still light headed from the margaritas we had at dinner, but he wasn’t as bad as the girls.



“I have Lisa at one thirty, and that’s a ninety minute massage, and I’m sure she’ll agree for you to assist. She’s hot; I think you’ll like working on her. We may even try out the stirrups on her. From her last massage, I think she’ll go for that. I’ll asker her, anyway.”



“I am really liking this job! I never thought it would be like this.”



“Yeah, the massages have added a whole new dimension to working at the gym. God, it was never anything like this when I was just a personal trainer. Being the gym manager also opened up some new things, like coming over after hours and having private use of the sauna and Jacuzzi. That makes the job worth it!”



“Yeah, and I start my massage therapy classes Monday; it will be good when I get my certification and all. God, I love this job. Thanks for giving me this opportunity.”



“Well, as Mike said, you have the body and the looks that our clients like. You fit right in, and I enjoy having you around here,” I replied.



“I guess all the working out finally paid off,” Thomas said.



“Yeah, you really look good and all.”



We walked over to the girls, and Brittany asked, “Whats a Champagne Massage?” noting the sign at the bar.



“That’s something new we’re trying. They’re free this week, but starting next week they come with a ninety minute massage. You get a coupon for a free glass of Champagne when you check in. You can enjoy that while you’re waiting for the massage. I have a new wine chiller in my massage room, so I can give free refills if anyone wants one.” I replied.



“Can I have some Champagne with mine?” Tami asked.



“Yeah, I want some too,” Brittany added.



“You have to be twenty-one, but I can give you some once you get into the massage room, but you can’t say anything about that. We could get in real trouble if anyone found out that we were giving Champagne to anyone under the legal age.”



I walked over to the bar and grabbed a few champagne glasses and took them to my room, wanting to make sure I had them on hand, not wanting to get them in the morning.



When I returned, we all went into the men’s locker room for the sauna.



Brittany and Tami walked to the other side of the row of lockers, where they stripped down and wrapped a towel around their beautiful bodies. I had a suspicion that they wouldn’t keep them on very long, though. Just for modesty at the beginning, Thomas and I also wrapped towels around our waists.



We walked into the sauna, which was hot. I poured some water on the coals to get some steam going, and it soon filled the room.



Thomas and Brittany sat on a bench across from me and Tami. I noticed that Thomas was already pitching a tent in his towel. Brittany noticed it as well, and put her hand on his upper thigh, just below his towel.



Brittany’s towel had risen up to the top of her thighs, giving me a great view of her crotch. I noticed that she had a well groomed pussy, which was visible from where I sat.



Brittany and Thomas started making out, and I noticed her hand creep up his leg and was now wrapped around his hard cock, stroking him.



Tami was getting turned on by the sight before us, and slid her hand under my towel and started kissing me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I kissed her and slipped my tongue inside her mouth, reached down and slipped my hand under her towel to her wet pussy lips. I started rubbing them gently. She spread her legs, and I caught Thomas staring at her crotch, which was as visible as Brittany’s now.



The four of us continued making out and rubbing each other, when Brittany reached up and undid her towel, letting it fall back so that her front was now entirely exposed. Yes, she was a sexy lady.



Thomas leaned over and kissed Brittany again, and slowly moved his mouth from her mouth to her neck, and finally to her breasts, as he started sucking them as they continued rubbing each other.



Tami let her towel fall open like Brittany, and was sitting on the bench with her front wide open. I caught Thomas looking at her a couple of times, which was fair, because I was catching a good look at Brittany as well.



It was obvious that the three of them were still intoxicated, as Brittany reached down and pulled off the towel that was around Thomas, and he didn’t even seem to care that he was sporting a huge erection that was visible to all of us.



Tami did the same to me, and then we were all sitting nude in the sauna, with both Thomas and I showing our erections to everyone.



Brittany looked over at me and said, “Nice one there, Jason.”



Tami looked at Thomas and then at Brittany and asked her, “Don’t you think Thomas has a huge cock?” slurring her words as she spoke.



“Yes, I do, and if you two don’t mind, I’m gonna take care of it right now,” she replied as she lowered her mouth over his erection, taking the whole thing down her throat.



Thomas looked over at us with a wide grin on his face as he rubbed the back of Brittany’s head softly, spreading his legs wide, giving us a view of the whole thing. Tami followed Brittany’s lead and leaned down and took my cock into her mouth and started sucking me.



I reached down and started feeling Tami’s ass, as Thomas did the same thing to Brittany, rubbing her ass, and then fingering her pussy as she continued sucking him.



I leaned back and enjoyed both Tami sucking me and the show on the bench in front of us.



We stayed like that for ten minutes or longer, when Brittany removed her face from Thomas’ cock, pushed him down on the bench on his back, crawled up onto him and slid his cock into her pussy and started riding him. They were having sex in the sauna right in front of us. God it was an erotic sight, watching her ride his huge cock.



Tami, without looking at them, spread her towel over the bench and reclined on it, spreading her legs. I immediately went down on her and started licking her pussy lips, as she spread her legs further apart.



Tami started thrusting her hips against my mouth as I drove my tongue deeper into her. She started moaning, and soon both she and Brittany were moaning loudly.



“Oh god, Jace, that feels so fucking good. Keep doing that, Brittany said. I looked up and saw that he had his hands on her ass with a finger in her anus.



I continued eating my sister, and she tasted so fucking good. I couldn’t get enough of her as I continued licking her pussy and tasting her sweetness.



Brittany kept moaning, and then cried out, “Oh fuck yes, fuck me with that hard cock of yours. Fuck me, Thomas, fuck me!”



I looked over and noticed that they had changed positions. Brittany was on her back and Thomas was fucking her missionary style on the bench. God, he was driving into her hard.



Hearing that, Tami pleaded with me, “God, Jace, I want your cock in me. Fuck me, Jace, fuck me.”



I got up off my knees and pressed my crotch to her pussy lips and rubbed the head against her several times, noticing that I was leaking pre cum all over her. I continued this for a couple minutes and then slowly entered her.



“I love the feeling of your hard cock in me, Jace. Fuck me slow.”



I took my time making sweet love to my sister in the sauna.



Brittany continued yelling at Thomas to fuck her harder, and I watched as he started doing so, slamming his cock into her.



I continued making love to my sister as I leaned over her and started kissing her while feeling her soft breasts and hard nipples. God, she felt so fucking good.



“Yes, yes, yes, Oh god, I’m going to cum,” I heard Brittany cry out.



That caused me to start fucking my sister harder and faster. Looking down, I could see her breasts bouncing each time I thrust into her. Tami then brought her hands to her breasts and started pinching her nipples as she continued to cry out shouts of ecstasy. “Oh, god, I’m gonna cum,” Tami exclaimed.



I continued thrusting into my sister, and finally felt the walls of her vagina contracting as they surrounded my hard cock, which was just about to erupt inside of her.



Tami continued pinching her nipples as she raised her legs and wrapped them around me, pulling me tight against he as I started my ejaculation, filling her with my sperm.



I continued fucking her even after I ejaculated. God it felt good with the lubrication our mutual orgasm created inside of her.



I lowered my face to hers and kissed her passionately, with my cock still buried deep inside of her.



I finally pulled out of my sister, and watched my cum as it leaked out of her pussy and ran down to her pink pucker, which was quite visible as she bent her knees and pulled her legs up, exposing everything to me and to Brittany and Thomas, who were now lying on the bench watching us, with their arms around each other, and Thomas’ cock still inside of her.



I ran my fingers over her pussy, gathering up the sperm that was leaking out of her. I moved my hand down to her pucker and started rubbing my cum all over her ass and hole, slipping a finger inside of her ass and moving it around.



I rammed my cock back into her one more time, and god it felt good to be inside of my sister.



I pulled out and Tami lowered her legs, still flat on her back on the bench. She then threw her legs over the side of the bench to the floor and sat up, while still rubbing her nipples between her fingers.



I looked over and saw Thomas and Brittany sitting on the bench watching us with Thomas slowly stroking his cock with one hand, with his other around Brittany’s waist.



“Sounded like you two were enjoying yourselves,” I commented to them.



“Yeah, we were,” Thomas answered, never taking his eyes off of Tami’s cum soaked pussy, which was quite visible the way she had her legs spread.



I looked over at Brittany, who also had her legs spread wide, with cum dripping out of her.



Tami, still playing with her nipples, said, “God that was awesome. I’ve never had sex in front of anyone, but that was totally awesome.”



“Yes, it was,” Brittany said as she leaned over and kissed Thomas hard, while moving her hand to his cock, stroking it a few times.



“I think its time for the Jacuzzi,” Tami said as she stood and took my hand leading me out of the sauna. Thomas and Brittany stayed in there for a couple minutes before they came out. Tami and I were standing next to the Jacuzzi. 




The four of us were standing there in the nude in front of each other for a few moments. I noticed how hot Brittany was, as she stood there with her blonde hair hanging down over her shoulders. She had a perfect build; firm breasts, just the right size for her frame, tight abs from her hours of aerobics, and beautiful legs. I had seen her in a swimsuit, but she looked much better to me in the raw.

The four of us went over to the Jacuzzi and I started the jets as we slid into the water.



“Oh god, this feels great,” Tami commented after a couple of minutes.



“Yeah, it does,” Brittany added, “especially after that workout in the sauna.”



“We ALL got a good workout in the sauna,” Tami said, causing all of us to laugh.



We sat in silence for a few minutes. Brittany was across from me, sitting there with her breasts above the water line. Looking beneath the surface, I saw Thomas’ cock was still rock hard.



“Does that thing ever get soft?” I asked him, pointing down to his cock. All of us looked at him and noticed his erection.



“Well, to be honest, its been hard ever since we gave Tami that breast massage this afternoon. I got hard then, and have stayed hard all fucking day long,” he said, laughing.



“Yeah, I know what you mean, shit, I just about had an orgasm on the massage table with you two running your hands all over me!” Tami replied, laughing again.



“I can’t wait for those stirrups and that vaginal massage tomorrow,” Tami said.



“Are we really going to do that?” Thomas asked.



“I don’t know why the fuck not,” Tami said, “Christ, we just had sex in front of one another. You saw Jace’s cock in me and I saw yours in Brittany. Then the two of us sat there with cum dripping out of us. Hell, you even saw Jace stick his finger up my ass. A little vaginal massage is nothing compared to what we’ve all been through tonight.”



We all laughed at Tami’s comments.



“Yeah, I don’t think it’s so bad, and I want you two to do me after you do her. I don’t want to be left out of this!” Brittany added.



We sat there talking for a few minutes. Then Tami leaned against me and moved her hand to my cock and slowly started rubbing me beneath the surface. I noticed Thomas looking at her breasts, which were also barely above the surface. Both girls looked sexy.



After about ten minutes of the Jacuzzi, Tami suggested that we get out and take a shower. I thought it would just be me and Tami, but when we got out of the water, so did Brittany and Thomas, and they followed us into the shower.



We turned on two showers, each couple standing under their own, which were side by side. I pumped a hand full of soap and started lathering up Tami’s breasts as I washed them completely, taking my time to do so. I got more soap and slid my hands down to her pussy and started washing her there, running my hands all over her front and around to her bubble butt and ran my hands all over her ass.



Tami put her arms around me and pulled me in close and started kissing me hard. I moved my hands to the back of her head and kissed her, sipping my tongue inside her mouth. She dropped her hands to my ass and pulled me tight against her, with my erect cock pressed between us, against our abdomens.



Tami whispered in my ear, “I want to suck you, Jace.”



She started licking my face and neck, and then moved her mouth to my nipples and sucked them for a minute or so before moving lower. Soon she was on her knees in front of me, and took my hard cock into her mouth.



I looked over at Brittany and Thomas, who were embraced, holding each other tight as they kissed. Thomas moved his hands to her ass as he watched Tami swallow my cock. Brittany looked over at her, and then back at Thomas, and started sliding her mouth along his fit frame, until she was also on her knees sucking his cock.



Thomas looked at me and smiled. He placed his hands on the back of Brittany’s head, moving her head up and down on his erect shaft while she continued sucking his cock.



Tami picked up the pace and was soon moving her mouth rapidly up and down my shaft as Brittany did the same to Thomas.



I never thought I’d enjoy having sex in front of another couple, but this night was an erotic experience. I mean, Brittany was beautiful, and to watch this friend of ours sucking off Thomas in front of us was awesome. I had fantasied about her many times, but that was before Tami and I started our relationship. I would have done anything to get her to do that to me before, but now, I was happy to watch her sucking Thomas, as it was quite a sight. She lowered her mouth on his cock, taking his entire length, and then slowly moved her mouth to the head of his cock, licked him a couple of times, and then lowered her mouth back down on him all the way. It was enjoyable to watch, especially with Tami’s mouth surrounding my hardness, as I was feeling the same thing Thomas was feeling. God, it was awesome.



Both Thomas and I started thrusting our hips into our partners’ mouths, and I knew that neither of us was going to last very long.



Tami started rubbing my balls, grabbing them hard, as though she was trying to squeeze the cum out of them.



“Oh god, Tami, I’m going to cum,” I shouted as I started to release my cum into her mouth, shooting several streams of cum.



“Oh Christ, so am I,” Thomas shouted as he soon filled Brittany’s mouth with his sperm.



Tami and Brittany finished us both off, and then pulled off of us. Both of them were holding the cum in their mouths.



Brittany looked up at Thomas and opened her mouth, showing him his cum, and Tami did the same to me.



Then Brittany and Tami looked at each other. It was an erotic moment of silence, and then Brittany leaned over to Tami, and the two of them kissed, swapping cum with each other. God, it was an erotic sight as our mixed cum started running down their chins as they continued kissing each other.



They both looked up at us, showed us the mixture of cum in their mouths, and then together they swallowed their loads, got up, and kissed us; Tami kissed me, slipping me her tongue, and I could taste the remnants of our combined cum in her mouth. Brittany did the same with Thomas.



Thomas looked over at me and said, “I guess that makes us cum brothers!” We both got a laugh out of that.



I had never in my life tasted another man’s cum, and never thought I would, either; but this was somehow different. We continued making out in the shower for several minutes before we got out.



We walked into the locker room and sat down on the benches, across from each other. Tami sat beside me, totally nude, with her legs spread, but not that far. Brittany did the same. The girls both looked awesome to me. God, they were beautiful. After a few minutes we decided to get dressed and left for the apartment.



“I think I’ve figured out the sleeping arrangements,” Brittany said, with a slight laugh, “there’s no way Thomas is sleeping on the floor tonight.”



We got back to the apartment, and I unfolded the sleeper sofa for them and pointed out the pile of sheets and pillows on the floor before Tami and I went to the bedroom.



“I hope that wasn’t too much, you know, the cum swapping,” Tami said as we got into the bedroom.



“God, Tami, that was awesome watching the two of you kiss. I wasn’t expecting to taste Thomas’ cum tonight, but that part wasn’t as bad as I would have expected it to be. I’ve never tasted anyone’s cum before.”



“We just got caught up in the moment, I think. We hadn’t planned that or anything; it just sorta happened.”



“Yeah, it was an erotic sight, watching you two kiss and all. It looked like the two of you have done that before.”



“We’ve never done THAT before, with the cum and all, but we’ve kissed each other a few times.”



“So, you and Brittany have, you know, messed around with each other and all?”



“Yeah, a few times, but we’re not lesbians or anything if that’s what you’re thinking.”



“So, what all have you done with each other?”



“Well, it started in the eighth grade. We were both in gymnastics together, you know, and one time we went to a competition out of state and the girls had to share a bedroom. I shared a room with Brittany since we were best friends and all. We got to the room and each took a shower and put our night shirts on. We sat on the bed together just messing around, when Brittany kissed me.”



“God, she kissed you? What did you do?”



“Well, I’d never kissed anyone and wanted to know what it was like, so I kissed her back, and we started making out.”



“Is that all that happened?” I asked.



“No, not quite. We kissed for a couple of minutes, you know, just to see what it was like, and then I felt her hand on my leg, and she moved it up to my tits, which were REALLY small then, and she started rubbing them. I slipped my hand up her nightshirt and started feeling her. If you remember, she had big breasts even then.”



“Oh yeah, I remember. She was really cute then, too.”



“She kept kissing me, and then she pulled my night shirt off and started kissing my tits, and licking them and all. God, it felt good to be licked like that. I was enjoying it so much that I took her nightshirt off and started sucking her tits, which I thought were so huge compared with mine.”



“God,” I said, “I wish I could have seen that!”



“Yeah, it was awesome. Neither of us had been with a guy or anything, but this was awesome. It felt so good with her doing that and all.”



All of this talk was making me hard, as I pictured Tami and Brittany doing all this so many years ago.



“Then she moved her hand down between my legs and started rubbing me there, and it was driving me crazy. God, it felt so good. I had masturbated a few times, but it didn’t feel that good. It’s different when someone else is, you know, doing that to you.”



“Yeah, I’m sure it is.”



“She pushed me back on the bed and then went down on me. She started licking my pussy, pushing her tongue deep inside. God, Jace, it was the first time anyone had given me an orgasm. I came so fucking hard, I thought I was going to die.”



“Did you, you know, do her?”



“Not then. After I came, she started rubbing her pussy and got herself off. She came so loud I thought someone was going to come into the room to see what was the matter,” she said, laughing, “we slept in the same bed that night. We messed her’s up in the morning so people wouldn’t know that we slept together. Nobody ever knew, and you’re the first person I’ve ever told about it.”



“Did you ever do it again?”



“Yeah, a few times. When we spent the night with each other for the next year or so, we messed around. Then, we discovered guys, and didn’t spend as much time, you know, together and all.”



“When did you, you know, finally eat her?”



‘Well, I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that. She always ate me and all, but I was hesitant to do that, but finally did. Two years ago, do you remember that slumber party I had?”



“Yeah, you had about five girls sleep over. God, I had an erection all fucking night!”



“Yeah, we noticed that. All the girls wanted you, you know.”



“No, but I wish I knew it then. So what happened?”



“We stayed up half the night before everyone fell asleep. Brittany was sleeping next to me, and during the night I felt her hand between my legs, and she started rubbing me. God, it felt so good, but I had to stay quiet because we didn’t want to wake anyone up. She leaned over and kissed me and asked if we could go to my bedroom, so we got up and went upstairs. Once we got in the bedroom she removed my pajamas and hers, and crawled on top of me. She kissed me a few minutes and all. We’d been drinking some of Dad’s Vodka, so we were both drunk. She then moved around and started eating me, and then moved on top of me, pressing her pussy against my mouth, so I started licking her. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, so I continued eating her until we both came. God, it felt good. We stayed in the bedroom for a few minutes, and then went back downstairs.”



“Did anyone ever find out?”



“No, they never knew we left. She kissed me one more time when we got on the floor. That’s the last time we really did anything. I guess we never had the opportunity. I guess thats why we were so comfortable being nude together with you and Thomas tonight.”



“I saw her kiss you yesterday when I picked you up after school.”



“Yeah, we still do that, but there’s noting sexual about it.”



I was totally hard after hearing her stories. Tami started rubbing my cock and playing with my balls, getting me all excited again.



She started kissing me, sliding her tongue inside my mouth, and running her hands all over my body as I started rubbing her breasts, feeling one and then the other. I moved my head down and started sucking her breasts as she continued rubbing my hard cock.



“I want you inside me, Jace.”



I rolled over on top of my sister and slowly entered her. All this talk had me extremely aroused, and I started fucking my sister hard, driving my cock into her. She brought her legs up over my shoulders as I held her legs wide apart and continued fucking her, as I watched my cock thrusting in and out of her wet pussy.



“Oh god, yes, yes, yes, fuck me Jace, fuck me.”



There was no doubt that Brittany and Thomas could hear what was going on in our bedroom as I continued making love to my sister for a good fifteen minutes, with her shouting obscenities as we made love.



I leaned forward and started kissing my sister as I fucked her hard. She started moving her crotch to mine as I fucked into her. I reached under her and grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her up tight, feeling the softness of her flesh, sliding a finger over her pucker and pushing it inside of her all the way. I could feel the movement of my cock against my finger, with only the thin wall of her flesh between them. I knew I wasn’t going to last long.



“God, that feels good with your finger in me. Keep doing that,” Tami cried out, still thrusting against me as I drove into her.



I slipped another finger into her ass as she continued to squirm.



“I want your cock in my ass,” she cried out.



Tami and I had never done that; hell, I’ve never had my cock in someone’s ass, but I was willing to try it.



I turned Tami over and she got on all fours. I spread her ass cheeks apart looking at her pucker, wondering if I was going to fit inside of her.



I spit in my hand and rubbed it around the entrance to her ass. I leaned down and spit on it directly, and then licked it for a couple of minutes, getting it as wet as I could before I entered her.



I spread her cheeks apart and brought the head of my cock to her hole and slowly applied pressure until the head was in her.



“Oh god, take it slow, Jace. God, that feels good.”



I left the head of my cock in her ass for a couple minutes as I let her get used to it, and then slowly entered her, an inch at a time, until I was buried balls deep inside my sister’s sweet ass.



“That feels good now, fuck me, Jace, fuck me in the ass, brother. Fuck me in the ass.”



I started fucking her ass, slowly at first. God it felt tight. I thought her pussy was tight, but nothing compared with this. Nothing.



I continued fucking Tami’s ass as she continued shouting for me to continue.



“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” she cried out, causing me to fuck her harder. I kept plowing into her for several minutes, feeling the tight pressure of her ass as she clamped down on me. If I had known it felt this good, I would have fucked her ass long ago. God it was tight.



I was fucking her hard, and could hear the sound of my balls slapping against her. I spread her cheeks so I could see my cock enter her. God, it was an awesome sight.



I fucked her in the ass for about five more minutes when I started to cum, filling her ass with my sperm. Eventually I pulled out of her. She squeezed her anal muscles, causing my sperm to ooze out of her. I watched it as it slowly dripped down her thigh.



I rolled Tami over and fell on top of her, pressing my lips to hers, kissing her passionately.



“God, that was awesome. I’ve never done that before. God, your ass it tight, Tami.”



“I’ve never done that before either, but always wanted to try it. Several of my fiends let their boyfriends fuck them in the ass instead of their pussy so they wont get pregnant. They don’t consider that having sex.”



“Yeah, I guess thats a good substitute. I can’t believe how tight you are there. God that felt good.”



“Better than regular sex?” she asked.



“No, not better, but it is a different feeling and all.”



“Yeah, it is,” she replied. “You can do it again when you want. I liked it too,” she replied.



“I need to clean up,” she said as she got up and walked out of the room. She returned a few minutes later.



“Brittany and Thomas are asleep,” she said.



“You went out there?”



“Yeah, I walked out into the living room to see if they were still up, but they’re asleep. Brittany’s laying against him with her leg over him and her hand on his cock. They don’t have anything covering them. They must have tossed the sheet off the bed.”



Tami got back in the bed and snuggled against me, kissing me one final time before we both fell asleep.



We both woke up early. Tami kissed me and slowly move her way down to my morning erection and started licking my cock. I watched her as she ran her mouth all over my shaft, licking it and biting it gently. God, she was good at this.



Tami then moved around and threw her leg over my head and brought her pussy down to my face as she continued sucking me. I started licking her pussy, up and down the slit and around it. I spread her ass cheeks apart and looked at her pink pucker, amazed that my cock fit in there last night. I wet my finger from her juices and slowly inserted it into her ass as I continued licking her pussy. She tasted good.



Tami started sucking me harder as I continued running my fingers around her hole and inside of it, while continuing to eat her.



Tami started moving her mouth faster over my cock while pressing her pussy down hard on my mouth, with my tongue buried deep within her. Sex with my sister was getting better every day. I moved my mouth off her pussy and pulled her ass to my face and started rimming her, sliding my tongue as deep as I could get it. I brought a hand to her pussy and inserted three fingers into her as I continued eating her ass. I Knew I wasn’t going to last very long, but wanted to get her off, so I slid my tongue across her skin back to her pussy and started flicking my tongue against her slit, causing her to moan louder as she continued sucking me.



After a couple of minutes, she came. I could feel her cum as it shot out of her pussy, and I lapped away at it, swallowing every drop.



A few seconds later I started to ejaculate into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around my cock and started sucking the cum out of me. I shot several times, giving her a huge load of cum, which she also swallowed.



Tami moved off of me and climbed on top of me, pressing her breasts against my chest as she leaned in and kissed me passionately. We made out for several minutes.



Finally, Tami broke the kiss and said that she and Brittany needed to shower and get ready for school. I said that I’d get breakfast started while they got their shower.



Tami and I went out to the kitchen, passing through the living room, where Brittany and Thomas were still asleep. We didn’t want to wake them, but knew we had to. Tami shook Brooke and told her that they needed to get a shower and that I was going to fix their breakfast.



Thomas and Brittany both woke up. She leaned over and kissed him and he returned the kiss. Both of them were still uncovered.



Thomas was sporting a morning erection, which Brittany kissed before getting out of the bed. Both Brittany and Tami walked down the hall and into the bathroom.



“Are they, like, going to shower together?” Thomas asked, in disbelief.



“Yeah, I guess so. I learned last night that they’ve done just about everything together.”



We heard the shower start and both assumed they were showering together. I think we were both trying to picture that in our minds.



“Aren’t you even going to get dressed?” Thomas asked me, noticing that I was still nude.

“Yeah, I guess I should put something on. Tami and I don’t usually wear anything in the morning.”



I walked back to the bedroom and put on a pair of boxers and went back to the kitchen, noticing that Thomas had found the sheet and had it draped across his lower body with the top of his pubes still exposed.



“From what we were able to hear from the bedroom, it sounded like you and Brittany had a good time last night.”



“Oh fuck yeah, we did. God, she’s awesome.”



“Yeah, and she’s pleasant on the eyes, too,” I replied.



“I’ll say. Both of them are if you ask me.”



“Yeah, they are,” I agreed.



“Are you two going to go out or anything?” I asked as I started to fix breakfast.



“Yeah, we’re going out for dinner this evening after her massage. God, that’s going to be awesome. You still want to do that, you know, like, together and all?



“From the way they were talking last night, they’re expecting us both to do them. Are you all right with that?” I asked him.



“Yeah, I think so. Did it bother you when I was in there with you and we gave Tami her breast massage?”



“Not really. I mean, I wouldn’t want you in there alone with her or anything, but with me showing you the technique, I guess it was all right. Hell, I do that all the time to other clients, so I guess it was just fair that I let her have you massage her too. No, it didn’t bother me.”



“So, you’re, like, really going to show me how to do a vaginal massage on her? I mean, that’s different, you know, massaging her down there and all.”



“Thomas, you’re going to be massaging every part of a girls body in the massage room. I guess its just something you get used to. It isn’t really sexual or anything.”



“It was with Stephanie,” he replied.



“Yeah, we did get a little carried away in there with her. She was messing with my cock when I gave her the first massage, and I didn’t want a repeat of that. I’m not going to, you know, have sex with anyone in there, other than Tami, that is. As long as it doesn’t get sexual, I don’t mind you being in there with me and Tami. I mean, its just a massage.”



“How do you control yourself, you know, when you’re giving a massage and feeling their, your know, breasts and everything?”



“We’re taught to try to remove our emotion from the massage. It does get a little tense though.”



“Yeah, I know. God, I was about to bust a nut when I was massaging Tami’s breasts yesterday.”



“Yeah, I guess it’s just something you have to get used to.”



“So, if Tami wants me to be in there when you give her a vaginal massage, you’ll like, let me?”



“Not if you’re going to fuck her!”



“I’m not going to fuck her. I know you two are a couple, Tami made that clear earlier.”



“She did?”



“Yeah, when we were riding home we got talking about the night before and all that happened. I mean, with all the talk and all I was sporting a huge erection in my shorts. Tami saw it and said that I’d have to keep that for Brittany, adding that you two were in a relationship and she wasn’t fooling around on you or anything.”



“So, were you hitting on her on the ride back to the apartment?”



“No, I wasn’t hitting on her. We just started talking about the night before, you know, when I undressed her and all. She asked me if I touched her, and I admitted that I felt her a little when I undressed her, and how I was tempted to let her suck me off. That’s when she noticed my erection. She looked at it, hell it was obvious. She told me that I would have to keep it for Bethany. We didn’t do anything. She made it clear that she was with you and wasn’t going to mess around with anyone.”



“So, you were hitting on her?”



“Yeah, I guess if you put it that way I was. I mean. We didn’t do anything if that’s what you’r worried about.”



“What else did you talk about?”



“She apologized for leaving me with blue balls and asked if I had to take care if it when I got home. I told her the first thing I did when I got home was to run into the bathroom and beat off.”



“I bet you did,” I replied with a laugh.



“Then she asked me what I was thinking about when I beat off.”



“What did you tell her?”



“Do you really want to know?”



“Sure,” I replied.



“Well, Ok. I told her that I closed my eyes and was imagining her mouth on my cock, sucking me off. I beat off for about five minutes or less, and then came in her mouth.”



“God, you told her that?”



“Well, that’s what I did, so I told her.”



“What did she say to that?” I asked.



“I told her that I was really hard all the way home, just like I was then, in the car. She looked down and saw my erection, and that’s when she said that I needed to save it for Brittany. She also asked me why I didn’t let her suck me off in the bedroom that night.”



“What did you tell her?”



“I told her that I had figured out that she thought I was you, and didn’t want to do it like that.”



“Yeah, I’m sure that was hard to resist. I’m not sure I wouldn’t have let her do it if it were me.”



“So, like what would you have done if you walked into the bedroom and found Tami sucking my cock that night?”



“I don’t know for sure, but it didn’t happen, so we don’t need to go there. I’m glad you thought enough about me not to let her though.”



“Yeah, you’ve been a good friend and all, and you gave me this fantastic job. I couldn’t do anything to betray your trust in me. I guess that’s what I was thinking.”



“Thanks. If that’s the way you feel, and you can keep it professional, you can help me when we give her the massage, but if it gets sexual, you’ll need to leave or something. You have to learn to keep that under control.”



“Yeah, I’ll think about that. I don’t want anything to come between us. I mean, Tami’s hot and all, but I have Brittany now, I’m not going to mess around on her or anything either.”



“So, what do you think about the two of us giving Brittany a vaginal massage after we do Tami?”



“Well, fair is fair I guess. I don’t mind if you don’t mind me working on Tami. Hell, it sounds like all four of us will be in there the whole time. It will be just like the sauna, without the sex.”



The girls came out of the bathroom, both clean and nude.



“Is breakfast ready?” Tami asked as she walked over and sat in a chair.



“It will be in just a few minutes,” I replied. “Did the two of you have a good shower?”



“Yeah, we did,” Tami replied, looking over at Brittany who was sitting on the edge of the bed next to Thomas.



I finished breakfast and the three of them came over to the table. Tami and Brittany were still naked, and Thomas stood up, leaving the sheet on the bed. We ate together and talked about tonight, with Brittany asking if we wanted to join them for dinner. Tami declined, wanting to give them some space after all the time we’d spent together. I’m sure they needed it as well.



We finished breakfast and Thomas took a shower, and then I did, after cleaning up the dishes.



We all got dressed for the day and then Brittany rode with Thomas and Tami rode with me as we drove them to the high school. I noticed Brittany kiss Thomas before she got out of the car, as Tami kissed me.



Thomas and I drove on over to the gym to begin our day, arriving around seven forty-five. I had over an hour before my first massage. I’ve never met the client. It’s always something to look forward to, not knowing what to expect.



Thomas and I walked the floor for a while, helping people with their workouts and adjusting weights on the machines and showing people the proper techniques. It’s amazing how some people just jump on a machine and do it entirely wrong. That’s how people get hurt. I try pointing out the correct procedure, but some insist that they’re doing it correctly; men, mostly. Older men who think I’m a kid and don’t know anything. The women are usually more open to instruction.



I watched Thomas as he interacted with several people, noticing that he was relating well with everyone. Yeah, he fit right in. He was a good hire.



I went to my office and did some paperwork and made a few phone calls before Kathy called me and told me that Melissa was here for her massage. I went out to the lobby to greet her.



Melissa was an African-American woman who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties. She was tall and slender, yet well built. Her hair was short, and she had a beautiful smile. Yeah, she was beautiful woman, as most of the women were here. If you want to give massages, this is the place.



“Are you Melissa?” I asked as I approached her.



“Yes, I am, and you must be Jason. I’ve herd a lot about you, Jason. I teach at the community college, and I’ve heard some of the girls talking about how well you do on the massage table, and thought I’d try one myself. It’s been a long time since I’ve had one. Are you as good as they say you are?”



“Well, we’ll soon find out, wont we?” I replied. I noticed she had a coupon for a glass of Champaign, so I took it and got the drink for her. She sipped it slowly as we walked to the massage room.



“What kind of massage would you like?” I asked her.



“I think they call it a Swedish massage, is that correct? It’s a gentle touch, full body massage, I think that’s what it’s called; its been so long since I’ve had one. I find them to be quite relaxing.”



“If you haven’t had a massage in a while, that’s what I’d suggest. A Swedish massage is very relaxing and not too rough. A deep tissue massage can get a little rough.”



“Yes, I don’t want that. Just the gentle touch full body massage. Can you do that?”



“Absolutely,” I replied as she continued drinking her Champagne.



When she finished I asked if she wanted a refill, and she said to fill the glass half way, and she’d finish it after she changed. I offered her a towel, and pointed out the dressing room, and she walked away. I opened a bottle of Champagne and filled her glass part way, and sat it on the table next to the chair.



She came back out in just a few minutes with the towel wrapped around her lithe frame. It was pulled down half way on her breasts, which were ample, and I noticed her nipples were erect, pressing against the towel. She sat down on the chair and took another drink of her Champagne, while crossing her long, slender legs, giving me a glimpse of her cleanly shaven pussy.



I had to go over the words I shared with Thomas earlier, trying not to think of her in a sexual way, but it was difficult not to do so. Damn difficult.



She drank her second glass of Champagne and said, “Well, I guess we should get started, we only have an hour to do this.” She grinned at me and slowly climbed onto the table, face down, and pulled the towel out from under her.



“You can remove the towel if that will be easier, the girls say it just gets in the way if you don’t. It’s all right with me.”



I removed the towel and got a good look at this beautiful woman lying face down with her head to the side, and her arms relaxed by her sides.



I lit a sandalwood candle and turned the lights down a bit to set the mood for her relaxing massage as I looked her body over.



I poured the heated oil over her back, ass, thighs and legs, and standing at the bottom of the table, reached up to her shoulders and started massaging them with a gently touch. I rubbed both shoulders and arms, and then put both hands at the base of her neck and slid my fingers down her back, over her firm ass, and down her thighs and legs, before moving back up. I repeated this process several times, feeling her soft flesh with my fingers.



I then stood beside the table, and reaching over, began running my hands down both arms, rubbing them gently for a few minutes, and then focused my attention to her lower back, rubbing her gently from the top of her ass up to her shoulders, repeating the process several times. I moved her arms out away from her sides so I could run my fingers over her sides, feeling the softness of the sides of her breasts. I ran my fingers along her side for several minutes, before turning my attention to her back and legs.



I poured more oil over her nakedness, getting her as wet as I could. With a Swedish massage, you have to keep the person oiled up. Besides, it looked good on her.



I rubbed her back for several minutes, taking my time to do a thorough job on her. Several times I heard her sigh as a soft moan escape her lips, indicating that she was pleased with the job I was doing,



I continued rubbing her back and down her arms, and then moved on to her ass and her legs.



I rubbed the oil gently over both cheeks, and then over her ass and down her right leg, rubbing down the outside of her leg and back up on the inside, brushing my hand against her pussy.



I stood at the bottom of the massage table and took one leg in my hand and bent it up, and massaged both sides, and then did the same with the other. When I bent her legs up, I spread them slightly, giving me a great view of her beautiful pussy and ass. I rubbed both legs from her ass to her feet, and then bent her legs up again and massaged from her ankles to her knees, while starting at her beautiful pussy and anus, both covered in oil. God, she looked hot.



I then poured more oil on her back and ass and massaged from her upper thigh over her ass to her back, massaging all the way up to her shoulders before moving back down, repeating the process several times. I then rubbed her legs again from her feet to her upper inner thigh, all the way up to her protruding lips, and then back down.



I poured oil over both of my hands, and then started working her ass and upper thighs, paying more attention to her beautiful ass as I gently massaged both cheeks at once. When I let my hands slide down the back of her thighs, I ran them over her pussy and did the same when I came back up.



I then started massaging her ass, moving my hands lightly along her flesh from the bottom, touching her pussy, up over them, gliding my thumbs over her anus, spreading her cheeks wide apart. I rubbed both cheeks all the way down, letting my thumbs slide over her anus.



I asked her to spread her legs for me, and she did. I rubbed the sided of her thighs and up over her slit and continued up through the crack of her ass, feeling her anus.



“Oh god, that feels good, Jason,” she moaned.



I slipped my hand between her ass cheeks and started circling her anus with my fingers, wanting to slide one into her, but I didn’t. I continued rubbing her ass, with my hands going all the way down and over her protruding lips, and then back up, causing her to moan out in pleasure.



I poured more oil over her pussy and then, standing over her, began running my fingers over her slit, going down the outside and rubbing them over the middle of her slit on the way back. With my fingers spread, I started massaging her pussy, rubbing my fingers lightly over her sensitive skin.



I slowly moved my fingers over her pussy, circling it and rubbing them back and forth over her flaps, which were wide open now, so I ran my finger between them and rubbed her lightly all around this area, moving to her anus, and rubbing it externally in small circles.



“Oh yes, that feels fine, Jason, You’re doing a fantastic job. Best massage I’ve ever had.”



That encouraged me to continue as I pressed my fingers on her pussy and softly massaged it, rubbing down the middle and around the sides, continuing to rub her anus when I passed over it.



As I was standing over her massaging her pussy, as I went down, I pressed a little harder against her, and when I came back up, I let two fingers gently slide inside of her and pressed on them, moving them around inside of her for a few minutes.



“God, that feels good,” she said.



I applied more pressure to my fingers and entered her deeper while moving my fingers in and out of her, causing her to squirm on the table. God, I thought she was going to cum.



I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and softly massaged the outer area, while letting my fingers glide along her slit.



I slid my hand back down on her pussy and entered her with two, then three fingers as she sighed, telling me to keep doing that. I soon had four fingers buried inside of her while moving my hand more rapidly within her. She pressed up with her pelvis, causing my hand to go further into her as she continued moaning. I had all four fingers in her, with my thumb resting on her anus, rubbing both of them. She pressed up again as my thumb slid into her anus.



I continued rubbing her like this for several more minutes, while she continued to moan. God, I was falling in love with her ass and pussy, and she was enjoying every minute of it. I mean I was fist fucking this woman and she was loving it.



Finally, noticing that we had only fifteen minutes remaining, I asked her to roll over.



“God, do I have to? That feels so fucking good,” she sighed as she turned over on the table, spread out before me, offering her whole body to the touch of my hands. God, I loved this job.



I spread her legs wide and she lifted her left knee and then placed it back flat on the table as I poured oil over her front side, covering her breasts, which I intended to rub. Her arms were out from her sides, and her legs were spread far apart as I started massaging her breasts, from the sided to her protruding nipples. Her breasts were so soft as I continued rubbing them and letting her hard nipples slide between my fingers. I rubbed her breasts for several minutes before moving down to her stomach and abdomen.



I ran my hands from her lower abdomen up over her breasts and hard nipples, and back again, several times, and then started massaging her breasts again, brushing them lightly with my fingers. I then started flicking her nipples, getting them even more erect.



I moved to the foot of the massage table, oiled my hands, and placed them over her pussy, which was quite visible as she had moved her knees to the outside, opening herself up to me.



I ran my fingers over her pussy several times, while allowing my fingers to enter her, giving her an internal massage. I ran my fingers all over the outside of her pussy, feeling the softness of her skin, while she continued moaning.



She raised her legs, bending them at the knee as I continued rubbing her pussy and inner thighs. With two fingers, I spread her lips apart, and then let my fingers enter her as I started masturbating her with my left hand. She was moaning loudly now, as I continued to pleasure her.



I put my right hand into her pussy, three fingers, all the way in, and then started rubbing the top of her pussy with my left hand, moving it from the top, around the sides, and over her anus, and then back up again, repeating this process several times. She spread her legs further apart, and I slid the fourth finger into her and continued moving them around inside of her.



I ran my hands over her thighs, down her legs, back over her thighs and her pussy several more times before her time was up. Before I finished, I brought my hand back to her pussy and slowly slid all four fingers inside of her and started rubbing in small circles as she spread her legs even further apart.



I started rubbing her faster as she started moaning louder. I continued this for three of rour more minutes, until she had an orgasm. She started breathing heavier, and brought her hand to mine and pressed hard on my hand, driving it further into her as I continued moving my hand around inside of her and she continued moaning.



I moved my free hand back to her breasts and started rubbing them while I was doing her pussy. I think I was enjoying her as much as she was enjoying me.



After a couple more minutes, she fell back on the table and dropped her legs, in a state of complete relaxation. I slowly ran my fingers over her thighs, across her pussy, over her abdomen and stomach, and around both of her breasts before telling her that her time was up.

She remained there for a couple of minutes, not moving at all, completely nude, as I looked at her from her feet to her head. God, she was a beautiful woman.



“I don’t know if I can get up,” she said softly.



“You can stay there for a couple minutes,” I replied, not wanting her to leave.



Finally she sat up on the table and thanked me for a wonderful massage. I helped her off the table and handed her a towel. She took it and walked nude into the dressing room, closing the door.



Melissa came back out of the dressing room looking quite professional. She walked over to the tip jar and dropped in two hundred dollars. She walked over to me, thanked me for the massage, and said that she’d be back, and would also tell all her friends about me.



“I think we’ll keep you plenty busy, Jason, if you keep performing like that. Thanks, it was wonderful.”



Just when I thought life couldn’t get any better, I remembered that my mom was waiting for me at the front desk.



I hurriedly cleaned up the room and went out to greet my mother, who was patiently waiting for me.



“Hey mom, you ready for your work out?” I asked as I walked up and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.



“I guess so. I got here a little early so I could change my clothes. I hope this is all right,” she said, displaying her new work out gear. She looked stunning, too.



“Yeah, you look great. Let’s get started.”



I took my other over to a side area where we would have a little privacy as I took her measurements.



I started at her lower legs, measuring and writing them down on her chart. As I moved my hands up her bare legs to her thighs, I started to get an erection. God, she reminded me of my sister. They were about the same height and build, both of them very sexy women.



I managed to take her thigh measurements and then stood up to take the rest of them, moving behind her so she wouldn’t see the bulge in the front of my shorts, of which I was quite ashamed. I mean, a guy isn’t supposed to get a hard on over his mother, is he? Christ.



I took the tape measure and reached around my mother to measure her hips, and when I did so, she pressed back, pushing her ass against my erection. Christ, I know she had to have felt that.



I managed to measure her hips and waist, and moved on to her biceps before doing her chest. I sorta rushed through the measurements, not wanting to linger too long, afraid that I was going to cum taking my mother’s measurements.



After finishing, I wrote everything down and talked with her about her goals.



“I really want to firm everything up, Jason. From my thighs to my abs, chest, and arms. I’ve let myself get so far out of shape, it’ll probably take a long time to get back like I used to be.



“I don’t think it’ll take that long, you’re in good shape already, I mean, you look fantastic to me,” I said.



“Thank you, but I think you might just be saying that; you’re not being as objective as you ought to be.”



“No, I mean it, you look great. We’ll get you firmed up some, but it wont take as long as you think. You’ve, ah, really taken good care of yourself. You’re a beautiful woman.”



Mom blushed when I said that, and I did too, I think; but it was the truth, she was a beautiful woman. Tami looked just like her. God, I think I was in love with both of them.



I took mom over to the machines and instructed her on four of them, writing down her starting weight on each, and showing her how to use them properly. I had her go through three sets of fifteen reps on each with minimum weight so she could get used to the machine. I watched her as she did them by herself, to make sure she understood how to use them. She did fine.



We had enough time remaining so I showed her two more machines and let her do a workout on them too. After that, she was worn out, and was complaining about soreness in her back and legs, probably from the machines or the game of tennis she had early this morning just after she got off work.



“Jason, I need to ask you something before the massage,” she said. “Can we talk a minute?”



“Sure,” I replied. “Did you want your free Champagne while we talk?”



“Free Champagne?” she asked.



“Yeah, we are introducing a ninety minute Champagne Massage, and we’re giving it away with every massage for the remainder of the week.”



“Sure, that sounds good.”



“You find a seat in the lounge, and I’ll bring the Champagne out,” I said as I walked toward the bar and mom walked over to the lounge and sat down on a small couch. I decided I needed a glass of Champagne as well, so I got two of them, and walked back over to my mother.



“What’s up?” I asked her.



“Well, first, how’s it been working out, you know, having Tami stay with you? Are you getting along all right?”



“Sure, we’re doing fine,” I replied, not telling her what I meant by ‘fine.’”



“I was hoping that it was working out, because it looks like I’ll be working nights for a couple of months, and you know I don’t like leaving her at home at night, all alone. Do you think she can stay with you for a while longer? I really would feel better about it if she was with you.”



I wanted to say, “FUCK YES,” but I didn’t. I tried not to let my excitement show too much, because there’s nothing I wanted more than for Tami to stay at my apartment, forever, if she wanted to. God I loved my sister.



“Sure, mom, that’ll be fine. I spend all my time over here at the gym anyway, with my promotion and all, I’m hardly there, but I am there at night.”



“You don’t mind taking her to school and picking her up?”



“No, its on my way to work, and it gives me a break to run after her at three. That gets her here in time for her workout. She usually gets a massage too, and then I take her home. If I have a client, she just hangs out here until I’m finished. Sometimes I have to come back, but she’s been coming with me when I do,” I replied, not telling her what we do when I bring her back over here at night.



“Can I give you some money for your food and all?” she asked.



“That’s all right, mom, I got a good raise with the promotion, so we’re good.” I knew my mother was on a limited income, and it was the truth, we were doing all right.



“Well, I’ll just have to put the money in the tip jar, then. How about that massage?”



“Coming right up. Let me get us another glass of Champagne and I’ll be right in.”



“I’ll go ahead and get changed,” she said as she walked to the massage room. I looked at her thinking how lucky I was to have such a beautiful, sexy mother. Yeah, that’s where Tami gets her looks . . . and her body.



I got refills on our Champagne, and talked with the bar tender a minute or two before I headed back to the massage room. By the time I got there, mom had already changed and had a towel wrapped around her, sitting on the edge of the massage table. I handed her the glass of Champagne and the two of us talked and drank our second glass before we got started on the massage.



It may have been all the alcohol or something, but the next hour passed by quickly, and things happened that I can’t explain or rationalize. I mean things between a mother and son that just shouldn’t happen, but they did. I can’t say that I regret it, because I don’t. No, I don’t have any regrets at all; but I can’t figure out how it all happened so quickly; and I didn’t know if I should tell Tami.



Mom finished her glass of Champagne and asked for another. I mean, she looked like she was nervous about something, but I had no idea what it was, so I gave her another glass, and refilled mine as well. With three glasses of Champagne in my system in the past fifteen minutes, I mean, my head was starting to spin. That might be part of the explanation.



Mom crawled onto the massage table, lying on her front side, asking if I could do her back first, which was all right with me.



I pulled the towel down over her back, noticing that she had on a tiny pair of bikini underwear. Seeing that, I just tossed the towel over on the table, deciding not to bother with it. I poured warm oil over her back and started working her arms down to her spine and back, doing each arm several times.



I stretched her arm out as I rubbed it, and I noticed that I had her hand pressed against my crotch. I didn’t move it but left it there. As I massaged her arm and back, I felt her fingers wrapping around my erection, causing me to get more aroused.



I continued rubbing my mother’s arms, and them placed them by her sides as I rubbed her lower back and legs. I didn’t rub her ass, as she had it covered, and I didn’t think she wanted me to do that. I massaged her thighs, even her upper and inner thighs, all the way to her bikini, and even moved my hand inside her bikini a couple of times, feeling the soft flesh of her ass. Mom was beginning to moan as I rubbed her. I continued working her legs and thighs, getting more brave as I moved my hands under her bikini and ran them all over her firm ass, taking my time to feel every part of her. I moved my hands down her ass and across her pussy, touching it slightly, causing her to cry out louder. I didn’t care if anyone heard her, I continued rubbing her everywhere. I moved from her ass to her legs, and gave them a very sensual massage, running my hands all over them, feeling every inch.



I continued this for several minutes, and then massaged back up her legs and massaged her ass, under her panties, for several more minutes, before telling her to roll over.



When she did, she lay back and let her hands rest at her sides as I poured oil over her breasts, and standing at the head of the massage table, reached over her and started rubbing her firm breasts, letting her hard nipples slide through my fingers. I kept rubbing her breasts while my cock continued to grow and she continued to moan.



“God, that feels so good, Jason. It’s been a while since a man has touched me so tenderly.”



I felt good about that. I mean I loved my mother, and wanted her to feel the pleasure of a man, especially a man who loved her. I wanted her to feel good, so I continued rubbing her breasts as delicately as I could, rubbing my hands over them, feeling their softness and the hardness of her nipples.



I moved to the side of the table and continued rubbing her breasts, pouring more oil over them.



She raised her knees up and I started massaging her thighs, feeling from her knee to her crotch, moving my hands back and forth over her flesh.



I raised up her left leg and slowly massaged her thighs, moving my hand dangerously close to her pussy. On the next pass, I let my hand slip under her panties and started rubbing her pussy lightly.



I pressed both legs back, bending then at the knee, and rubbed both thighs down to her panties, and underneath them.



I moved my hand over her abdomen and back to her inner thighs and rubbed her more forcefully. I pulled her panties to the side, exposing her trimmed pussy, and started massaging it, rubbing the inside and the outside.



I continued this for a few minutes, and then spread her legs further apart and brought my face to her pussy and started licking it as she started to squirm beneath me.



“Oh god, Jason, Oh god,” she cried out.



I don’t know if all women taste the same down there, but she tasted just like my sister, and it was driving me crazy with lust. Lust for my mother.



With her knees on either side of my head, I continued lapping away at her pussy, driving my tongue in as far as I possibly could, as she continued to squirm and moan. I couldn’t get enough of her. I spread her legs even further apart and started licking her pussy and licking her thighs, savoring the taste of her. God, this was good.



I was eating out my mother, and enjoying it! God, I couldn’t get enough of her. I started eating her harder, and them ran my hands to her panties and slowly moved them off of her, and went back down on her. I lifted her left leg over my shoulder and started licking her from her crotch up her thigh, and back down, taking my time on her crotch, feeling my mother’s nude body with my fingers, running them lightly over all of her.



I honestly don’t remember taking my clothes off, but I must have, because the next thing I remember, I was leaning over her running my middle finger into her, finger fucking her, and she was sucking my cock, I mean, she was sucking me like a pro. I kept fingering her for several minutes, and then I was standing next to her head with my cock in her mouth as she sucked me hard. I started rubbing her beautiful tits as she sucked me. I started ramming my cock in and out of her mouth as she continued to suck.



We continued this for several minutes, and then I moved my hands back to her pussy and started fucking her with my middle finger as I rubbed my other hand over her pussy lips and her ass. I leaned forward and started eating her again, while she still had her mouth surrounding my hard cock.



I can’t believe what I did next, but I withdrew my cock from my mother’s mouth and moved to the foot of the bed. I spread her legs wide apart, lifted them over my shoulders, and slowly entered her. God, she felt good. I mean, it was just like fucking my sister, they are so much alike. I started thrusting my cock into her hard.



“Oh god, Jason, fuck me, fuck me, son. It’s been so fucking long since I’ve done this. Oh god, son,fuck me.”



I did, too. I started fucking my mother faster and faster, while reaching up and rubbing her breasts. She let her legs lower to the table, keeping them spread wide apart as I continued fucking her.



I mean, I was in a state of erotic bliss, like I had lost my mind or something. I leaned into her and kissed her just like I kissed my sister, slipping her the tongue and kissing her with all the passion I could muster. God, I wanted her.



I licked my way down to her nipples and started biting them, driving her over the edge as she came violently.



I felt the walls of her vagina clamp down hard on my cock as I started to cum, filling her with my sperm. I didn’t want to stop, either. I kept fucking her hard, until we both came a second time. I’d never done that, and later learned that she had never had two orgasms that close together either. God, it was intense. I no longer cared that this was my mother, to me she was a hot woman and I wanted her. God, I wanted her. I continued fucking her even after the second orgasm, but finally, after about five more minutes, we were both worn out. I withdrew from my mother’s pussy, and fell back in the chair with my legs spread and my red cock rabidly wilting.



I sat there for a few minutes taking in what had just happened. Neither of us spoke. Neither of us moved. Neither of us knew what to do. God, I had just fucked my mother, and she had just fucked her son. Her twenty-one year old son; and we both enjoyed it. God, we enjoyed it.



I reached over to the table and grabbed the bottle of Champagne and the two glasses and filled them. I got up and walked over to my mother and pulled her up so that she was sitting on the edge of the table. I looked at her nude body for a minute as she looked at me and then I leaned into her and kissed her. It wasn’t a peck, either. I mean, I kissed her passionately, and she kissed me.



I handed her a glass of Champagne, and she took it, barely able to look at me.



I reached down and placed my hand under her chin and tilted her face up so that she was looking at me.



“I wasn’t planning for that to happen, and I don’t think you were either; but I want you to know that was the best sex I’ve ever had. I don’t know if that will ever happen again, but I hope it does. God, I hope it does.”



She looked at me for a few seconds and then took a drink of her Champaign. I saw a tear running down her cheek, so I leaned into her and licked it off her cheek and kissed her again.



She looked at me like she was sorry it happened, but I knew she enjoyed it as much as I did.



“Jason, I’m sorry . . .”



I interrupted her and said, “You have nothing to be sorry about. Like I said, that was the best sex I’ve ever had. You’re a beautiful woman, and I’m proud that you’re my mother. I’m proud of what just happened.



I kissed her again softly on her mouth while reaching over and feeling her soft breasts one more time. My cock got hard again, and I wanted to do it all over.



Another tear started to roll down her face, and I gently wiped it with my finger, moving my finger down to her mouth and running it softly along her lip. She reached down and gently started stroking my hard cock.



“Why don’t you and I go to dinner one night soon and we can talk, but I don’t want you feeling sorry about what just happened. That was an expression of love between two adults. To be honest, I wanted to do that during your first massage but didn’t; but I’m glad I did this time.”



She leaned into me and put her arms around my neck and held my head next to hers. “You’re a good son, Jason, a good son,” she whispered.



“I love you, mom,” I replied as she got off the table and walked into the dressing room. I sat down and finished my glass of Champagne.



Mom came out of the dressing room a few minutes later and walked over and dropped some cash in the tip jar.



“That’s for you and Tami. Be good to her, Jason.You know how much she cares for you, just like I do. Be good to her,” she said as she walked to the door.



“Mom,” I said to her.



“Yes,” she relied as she turned around slowly.



“I’m making an appointment for you for Friday at eleven. You need another workout, and another massage. Don’t be late.”



“I wont be late, son. See you Friday,” she replied as she walked out the door, closing it behind her.



I sat there for several minutes thinking about what had just happened, and wondering if it would ever happen again.



I looked at the clock and noticed that it was already one fifteen, and I had Lisa signed up for a massage at one thirty. I wasn’t sure I had the strength to do it.



I walked out on the floor and found Thomas and asked him if he still wanted to assist with Lisa’s massage, and he said that he did. I told him that I wasn’t feeling good and that I wasn’t able to do it by myself, so I’d tell her that you could assist or we would have to reschedule, which was fine with him. I mean, I really didn’t have the strength for a ninety minute massage after what I’d just been through.



Thomas and I walked into the massage room and got out the stirrups and placed them in the brackets at the foot of the table.



“Are you sure she’s gonna go for this?”



“Oh, yes, I’m sure. After her last massage, she’s expecting something special out of this one, that’s why she signed up for ninety minutes.”



“Are both of us still doing Tami after this one?” he asked.



“Oh yes, we’re both still going to do Tami . . . and Brittany.”



I walked over to the receptionist area and greeted Lisa.



“Are you ready for your ninety minute massage?” I asked her.



“I sure am, I’ve been looking forward to this.” “I see you have your coupon for your glass of Champagne. Lets walk over to the bar and I’ll get it for you. I need to talk with you about something.”



I got her glass and got one for myself as well, and the two of us sat down on the couch.



“Lisa, since you’re a repeat customer, you have unlimited Champagne during your massage, and I have a couple other threats for you.”



“I’m listening,” she said as she crossed her beautiful legs and sipped her Champagne.



“I would like to have my assistant with me during your massage. He’s taking classes to be one of our masseurs, and I’m letting him assist with some of our special clients, and I want him to learn a new technique with you, if you don’t mind.”



“What’s the technique?” she asked. “Is it, you know, something you think I’ll like?”



“Oh, yes its something you’ll especially like. It’s a full body massage, including a vaginal massage. We use a special apparatus for it. They’re called stirrups, but they’re more like leg braces. They fit under your knee and, sorta, support your legs and lift them up so we can, ah, do a good job on you,” I explained.

I was awakened by the sound of soft moans. I realized that it was my parents having sex in their bedroom. My mother didn’t seem to realize she was being a bit loud. The thought of my mother, Suma, having sex excited me. Still feeling sexually frustrated from events that happened earlier that day, I decided to get up and see if I could view anything going on in my parent’s bedroom.



I slowly got out of bed. The hallway light was off as usual. All was quiet. My parent’s room was a little way down the hall on the opposite side of mine. Luckily, Shilpa’s room was on the floor above ours. As our flat was split level, I would hear her coming down the stairs if she got up. Because it was dark in the corridor, I had no fear of being caught. I crept slowly, trying not to make any noise.



When I reached my parent’s bedroom door, I placed my head next to the door. I should have left them to their privacy, but instead I hesitated. I was very horny. I was also curious to see how my mother, Suma, looked in bed. If they knew that I was outside their bedroom, I figured they’d stop. They would get mad that I was peeping if they knew. I could have left, but something made me hope I could get away with watching them. The risks were worth the reward. Whatever happened afterward, I would have to just face the consequences and pay the penalty. ‘So be it’ I thought to myself.



I must that confess that as I stood there and listened to the erotic cries of my mother cumming, it got me off. Dad’s grunts were dull, but Mom’s moans were music in my ears. My mother being a typical Indian housewife, was well proportioned in a large, comfortable way. But to me, my mother was the ultimate object of beauty and desire.



First let me describe the most beautiful, sensual, and sexual woman I know, my mother Suma. She has shoulder length black hair. Her dark brown eyes are large and warm, and she still has the face of woman many years younger than she actually is. Her breasts are not large, but jut out from her chest with just a hint of sag. She had those flaring hips, commonly referred to as “baby making hips”. My Mother’s most alluring attribute is her beautiful ass. I would fantasize each night before falling asleep about what my mother’s ass looked like. It was not too large, but it definitely gave my mother an overall voluptuous figure.



And now in the dim light, I could see the naked body of my mother being stretched out on the bed by my equally nude father. My Dad lay atop her, as they kissed and fondled each other, murmuring bedroom talk. Then my Dad moved and went down on Mom! She spread her legs and bent her knees. He moved lower and put his face between her thick thighs. Oh how I wished the light was brighter! That really seemed to get my mother horny and she made little squeals of ecstasy. Not long went by before she was dragging him up to her by the shoulders.



“I want to suck your cock, and then I want you to cum in my mouth.” said Suma. ” I haven’t had the taste of your cum in my mouth for some time. Let’s do a 69, so you can enjoy my backside all you like, at the same time.”



“As long as I get to lick that beautiful ass of yours.” Replied my Dad.



My heart skipped a beat, still shocked at what I had just heard. However, I started to get aroused hearing my Mother talk dirty for the first time. I couldn’t believe my ears because she was normally the perfect lady and a very religious person. Hearing these words from my Mother sounded so wrong, but yet so erotic. My fingers wandered down to my pants, my cock getting hard as I continued to listen.



Suma climbed on top of her husband, straddling his chest. With her firm thighs, she hovered her wide ample ass over his face. My Mother began licking up and down my Dad’s cock. He reached up with his hands and spread her fleshy ass cheeks further apart, so that he was stretching sides of her asshole open. He then started to lick at it, first around the rim with fast lapping licks, like he was licking an ice cream. Dad darted his tongue inside the hole, deeply and rhythmically, like he was fucking it with his tongue. How I wished it was me gently inserting my tongue into my mother Suma’s brown puckered asshole. I would first gently play with the outer star-like ring, and then fully penetrate it with my tongue.



Suma, was now writhing her ass on top of my Dad’s face, she seemed to be loving the feeling of her husbands tongue inside and around her asshole. Meanwhile, she continued to lick up and down his shaft and then around the tip, darting her tongue over the sensitive slit on the head.



At that moment, Mother turned her head and saw me. As her eyes met mine, she was taken by surprise. There I was, her son, standing with his hands in his pants and beating his cock. I didn’t know what to do, I automatically froze. She stared, but didn’t stop sucking on my Dad. She actually increased the pace, sucking up and down on his shaft. Knowing that her son was watching seemed to feed her lust even more. She wanted to show me just how much of a hot cocksucker she was, and was putting on a good show for me.



After a moment, she took the entire head in her mouth and sucked on it hard. Then, ever so slowly, took in more and more of his hard cock into her mouth, until finally she was deep throating it, a technique which she must have perfected over the years. With her mouth full of my Dad’s hard cock, she still managed a moan of pleasure from her throat, sounding almost like she was choking. I watched in amazement at her technique and the way she took her dad’s prick all the way in to her mouth almost to the base.



Being the woman she was, the lust in her took over, and her brain appeared to work quickly, sizing up the situation. She must have realized my Dad would never be able see their son peering into the room from his position. Her wide ample butt would see to that, as well as his love for it!



The two of us were intimately connected by our eyes and then she did something that shocked me. Suma looked me straight in the eyes, and asked my Dad, “Do you wanna fuck my fat ass, Honey? I know you wanna!”



In front of me, my Dad was going to fuck my mother in ass! Suma was on all fours, her thick and plump body jiggling. Her big butt cheeks were spread wide open, and my dad cock was going to fill her tight asshole. There I was, standing with my hands in my pants, beating my cock. I didn’t know what else to do, so I discontinued my masturbation, and quickly slipped away and went to the privacy of my bedroom.



Halfway to my bedroom, I heard the loud grunting and groaning of my mother. My Mom was getting her ass fucked. I suddenly had to get back to see her being fucked in the ass. Mom’s sighs were so sweet, yet I could feel her pain. It was so erotic. I became so horny that I put my hand in my pajamas. The danger of being caught added to the sexual thrill. I felt a surge of adrenaline as I pulled out my hard cock and started to masturbate in front of my Mother while she sucked my Dad’s cock. My hand was wrapped around my dick, stroking my cock to the rhythm they had. Suma looked up momentarily again and saw what I was doing, masturbating while her husband fucked her ass. Suma could not help stare at my hard cock.



Higher and higher, louder and longer, her moans grew, Mother was enjoying it and wanted to show me how much. Their pace picked up as my father’s climax approached. My Dad was going to cum in her fat ass. The clapping of their flesh slapped harder and faster. I had never been so turned on until that very moment. I stroked my hard cock faster, I wanted to cum at the same time as my mother. I was close myself, we were all going to peak together!



Then the trio of cums cascaded, first my mother Suma, then Dad, and finally me. Suma’s orgasm began with rapid breathing that I could clearly hear, vocalizations of her gasps for breath. These became high pitched calls of her cumming, “UH! OH! AHH! EEHH! EEEE!! IYEEE!!!” The last, like a wavering siren, was the trigger for both my father and me. Voyeurism had never been so hot! Dad was grunting and groaning and thrusting hard and deep in my mother’s ass. Her ass cheeks were pulled as wide as they could get, bent to give him every inch of access.



No doubt I made my own noises as my prick spewed thick white cum, but I didn’t register my own utterances. Since that was the first spout of the night, it was not just a spill of cum, but a veritable fountain that spouted. I don’t often have that powerful an orgasm, but I felt it from my asshole to the back of my head, as the contractions banged through my body. I wished, oh how I wished, that in the next minute, Dad would say, ‘Okay, son, why don’t you take over and give your mother Suma the next round of cum.” Or my mother to say to me. “Now, Sweetie, it’s your turn to fuck my ass, Daddy has made Mummy’s tight ass nice and wet for you.”



Sadly, it didn’t happen. For a moment, we all had only the energy to pant and try to regain our wind and we sucked in oxygen to replenish our lungs. The sound of heavy breathing was all that could be heard. Then, I did get a surprise. Dad lifted off and lied back at the end of the bed. Mom turned so her legs went back down to the floor. She reached up and switched on the end table lamp.



In the brighter light I could clearly see her breasts, full boobs with large extended brown nipples. Her dark triangular bush was split by the rosy red of her cloven sex, she didn’t even bother to hold her knees tight together. She was natural, like she had a gown on, but she was totally bare. None of us had ever had any reason to think that we would have been involved in so crazy a ménage together, but there we were! It was serendipity, it was sheer happenstance that the circumstances converged on our collective congress of cumming. Regrets? Not me! My mother, Suma? I guess she figured as long as Dad didn’t know, it wasn’t the end of the world. Accidents happen, like walking in on somebody on the toilet. Of course, this was rather much more intimate.



Here’s the kicker, before going to bathroom, my mother stood up with her huge ass toward me and bent forward. She turned around and looked me straight in the eyes, with one hand spread her ass cheeks apart and with the other hand she inserted her finger into her asshole. She then scoped out some of cum that was dripping out of her ass and licked her finger.



Before she turned and went to the bathroom, her look had a message, I’m pretty sure I understood. She was definitely telling me that she knew of my desire for her, especially after tonight. I’m pretty sure that she was letting me know that she found me sexy too. Possibly she was communicating that she had also felt an erotic connection shared from the evening’s unexpected events. Most of all I hoped she was trying to get across, without my father knowing of course, that there might be something more between us later on in private. I would have to wait and see when my Dad wasn’t around.



Though I had fallen asleep quickly when I got to my room with visions of ‘sugar-moms’ dancing in my head, I awoke early the next morn. I considered a return to bed, perhaps to have a rerun in my head of last night’s incredible scene. It was going to be fuel for my fantasies for many days to come.



As I made my way to the toilet, I heard the spray-gun sound of piss, as the sounds trailed off. This was such a turn-on as I imagined my mother in the toilet. My mother came out of the bathroom. She had just finished washing her ass with water. She wore a rather tight shalwar kameez, her panties were stuck in her shalwar and her kameez had riden up, giving an exciting view of her thighs and ass. She didn’t notice me behind as she made her way to kitchen.



Her panty line and her sexy, fair, brownish-white thighs was clearly visible. Her shalwar was slight wet, as was her panties for she had just finished cleaning her ass. What an erotic sight. I could feel myself getting hard. My mother’s sexy ass was pleasingly broad, and her thick legs even if they were full, especially her milky white thighs. I could feel my cock bulging in my pants more than ever, just throbbing and crying for attention.



As my mother turned to kitchen she found me staring at her ass and her eyes drifted toward my crotch. Her heart fluttered a little as she eyed the bulge beneath in my jeans. My mother struggled desperately to keep her eyes off my crotch – and failed. I noticed her unusual lack of composure and was puzzled. I saw that she was glancing furtively at the bulge in my pants. Our eyes met. My mother saw my probing gaze and turned beet red, looking away quickly. It was unmistakable, damn my mother is turned on! Shit! I was stunned.



She was definitely on the plump side. She wore rather short house dresses, in the middle of the day, and tended to be rather careless in the way she sat. She always crossed her legs, and her house coat would ride up giving view of her panty covered pussy. For years, ever since I had begun to have the slightest inkling of what sex was, I had always had a tremendous craving for my mother’s big luscious body.



I used to sneak into my mother’s room or bathroom when she was not home and look for her dirty panties. The essence of my mother’s womanhood always lingered in the crotch of her wet panties, and occasionally, I would find a stray black curly pubic hair. My mind would be ablaze with lust at moments like this. To find something that had actually been a part of my mother Suma’s pussy. I would take the panties to my room and get totally naked and pleasure myself, as I sniffed the crotch of her panties. The odor was intoxicating to me, and I would be delirious with desire. I would be close to orgasm, and then just before squirting my cum, I’d aim my cock right at the crotch of her wet dirty panties. I’d imagine that I was actually cuming deep inside my mother’s hairy, tight pussy. My warm sticky cum spilled out of my hard cock, and my eyes watched as my cum slowly absorbed into the cotton fabric of my Mom’s panties.



After Mother went into the kitchen, I thought I’d take the edge off my horniness by masturbating with Mom’s panties. I went into the bathroom and found a sexy pair that were light blue satin. They had a slight yellow stain where I imagined she had to pee, and maybe squirted some out before she got to the toilet. I brought them to my nose and inhaled deeply, they were full feminine aroma. It was heavenly and extremely erotic. I didn’t want to rush it, but I also wanted to empty everything I had stored in my testicles. In my fantasy I was enjoying the feeling of touching myself, and rubbing the crotch of mother’s panties against my face.



“Why don’t you smell these panties?”



I jumped, and saw mother Suma standing in the doorway, holding the hem of her saree up to her waist with one hand, and massaging her crotch with the other. She was pushing the panties into the crack of her pussy, and the scene was as erotic and real as any I could have imagined. “Mom! I didn’t know you were here!”



“I know baby, I wanted to surprise you. I knew what you would be doing. I see you found the pair that I peed into, you are a nasty boy aren’t you?”



“Mom, you look so hot doing that”.



She continued to rub her mound as she spoke to me in a seductive voice. “Come smell my panties honey, it doesn’t get any fresher than this.” She coaxed me toward her and pulled the waist of her panties out and down, so that I could see her lush growth of black pubic hair amongst the white cotton crotch of her lace panties. I gingerly moved toward her and anticipated the wonderful assault on my olfactory senses.



In my fantasy I hungrily buried my face into her mound, and she spoke so wantonly. “Oh yes my son, smell Mommy’s hot wet pussy. Does it smell good baby? Does it make my baby boy want to lick Mommy’s dirty asshole?”



“Oh yes Mom, I do! I do want to smell and taste your ass!”



I masturbated right there in the bathroom until I came. I didn’t wipe my cum off, I pulled up my underwear. I wanted my mom to smell my cum, if she could. And walking around with a wet sticky cum around my cock, just sounded so kinky. Maybe I can hug my mother just like I did yesterday with my sister. It just felt so kinky not to wipe my cum off of myself.



As I exited the bathroom, I smelled coffee and instead followed my nose to the kitchen. Mom was still puttering around in her shalwar kameez. I saw the dark shade of perky nipples, the slightly pendulous pair of breasts, the perky nipples popped out exactly like last night. What a sight! It combined with the way her butt cheeks had stretched the fabric of her tight shalwar, the way they had wobbled and rippled as she had walked about in the kitchen. They were comfortable, but also showed the curves of her ample butt in all its glory as she walked. Because the material was thin, it showed the movement of flesh.



What a delight, what a woman, what a mom, to be so saucy for her son’s saucer-wide eyes, so that I was blessed by the vision of her in the altogether. It was, for lack of words, an altogether astounding display and made my day. Shit it made my week! Suma, my mother was singing to herself, obviously in a good mood. I wasn’t quite sure how to speak about last night, so I mumbled a “Good morning” and sat at the table. I thought it best to keep it low key.



I mean, you don’t go babbling to your mother, “Gee mom, last night was really cool, watching you and dad fuck, when can we do it again? Huh? Huh?” Even though that is exactly the emotional reaction I was having. I wondered if, in the light of day, my sexy fat assed momma would still feel the same way as she did last night when her breasts brushed my shoulders and her soft hand fondled my hard dick. I was just that kind of hopeful, that what she had seem to convey, with that erotic and intimate touch and promising direct gaze was going to be fulfilled. When was not an issue, as any time would be fine with me! But I was unsure and even timid about how to broach the subject.



As she bent down get something from a low kitchen drawer, I glanced at the tightness of her shalwar around her thighs, her wide hips. I only noticed her skin tight thighs and how the fabric of the pants stretched against her ass cheeks and into her butt crack. Her panty line was clearly visible. I could feel my cock bulging in my pajamas more than ever, just throbbing and crying for attention. The way my mother’s ass looked, as it filled out in her silk shalwar showing off her wide butt cheeks, I wished I could have knelt down behind her and kissed and felt up her ass right there and then. I wanted to taste my mother ass, the same ass that was fucked by Father yesterday. Would her brown asshole still be sore? My dick had been straining in my pants at that point, and I had to go to my room and jack off. She saw where I was sitting and smiled.



Mom came over and set a cup of coffee before me, made exactly how I liked it. A normal motherly thing she typically did. Then she said, “Your father is sound asleep still, he’ll be up late today, I guess last night was too tiring for him , but I enjoyed it fully. He had plenty of fun with me last night, and now let me enjoy some time with my son!”



She was quite right; I wanted to have more time with Mom alone. Especially since my mother seemed to be in a salacious mood. Her talk seemed to arouse a lot sexual desires. What would come next from this racy and coquettish woman that had once been the subdued homemaker mother of my youth? I wanted to encourage her to continue with her train of erotic talk. However, I was floundering in my attempts to get a word in edgewise. But she didn’t show that aspect of her personality very often quite so bawdily. I liked it of course, it had the electrifying effect of revving up my libido.



“Did you get to sleep soon? Or were you up reviewing the surprising events of earlier in the evening?” Meaning, had I also been so charged up, that I needed to have another release, thinking about the spectacle I had serendipitously, though inadvertently, witnessed.

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