Chapter 2707 - nnd

Michelle James was our next door neighbour and mother to my friend Gary. Gary and I had been in the same class in school all our lives but now after finishing school Gary had moved away from home to attend college while I was still living at home since my college was only a 30 minute drive away. Gary was an only child and his move had been especially hard on his mother since her and Gary's dad Dave had divorced three years earlier, meaning she was now all alone for the first time. My mom was one of her best friends and tried to spend as much time as possible with her and also had me go and do things like mowing her lawn, washing her car and any other jobs that needed doing just to give her somebody to talk to for a while. It never bothered me too much because Michelle had always been cool to me growing up and let me and Gary get away with a lot of things, unlike his hard ass dad. As well as that, she was quite a looker. She was 39 and 5'6, and about 140 pounds. She had long blonde hair, warm blue eyes and was very attractive for a woman approaching her 40th birthday. She wasn't very thin but was far from fat with any few excess pounds distributed nicely to her DD breasts and her curvy ass. From the time I was 13 I had many a sexual fantasy about her.

This, however, was the first time that I had a problem with mom volunteering my services to Michelle. It was Thursday night and all of my college class were hitting the town for a party. When I got home my mom said that she needed me to go to Michelle's later and help her to move and set up her new TV, DVD and exercise equipment that had been delivered. I was glad to see Michelle moving on and actually making use of what used to be Dave's office but really wished she could wait another day or two. My mom said it was important it was done tonight and that I should stay and spend a few hours with her too afterwards, playing the 'it's the least you can do for her' guilt card. I was really pissed off but there wasn't a lot I could do about it.

I had never really understood what Michelle had seen in Dave growing up. I knew he was some big bank manager in the city but he was a small, balding, plain looking guy and his personality was pretty much in keeping with that. He always seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't treat Michelle very well but I guessed she had the last laugh, getting a good settlement, including the house, before the banking industry went down the toilet. I headed for Michelle's at about 8 o'clock wondering what my friends were up to at the same time, probably having a few beers at Bobby's house before going out. I rang the door bell cursing my luck that I would get roped into this tonight of all nights. Michelle opened the door and stepped aside to let me in. She closed the door and hugged me, thanking me for coming over. Her eyes and nose were red as if she had been crying. I thought of asking her if she was okay but decided to mind my own business. Michelle asked me if I wanted to stay for dinner and recalling my mom's request I agreed.

"I'll go start that and leave this to you so ok?" She said and headed for the kitchen.

I watched her ass sway in her jeans as she went and then I began moving the stuff that had been left in the hall to what used to be Dave's office. The room was pretty much empty, Dave having taken most of the stuff with him when he left, the room pretty much lying idle since. Gary had wanted to get a pool table for it but Michelle was having none of it. I was interrupted by my phone vibrating in my pocket. I answered it and it was my mom. She was checking in making sure that I had come over as promised. Before she hung up she said "remember hon, be nice to her". I found that a bit strange. Why would she feel the need to tell me to be nice? Had it something to do with Michelle looking upset when I arrived? I wondered about it for a while as I began to set up the TV and DVD. As usual trying to hook it up to the satellite dish and tune it in was the big problem, taking me more that 20 minutes. By the time I was done Michelle had come back into the room.

"Wow, done already Eoin?" She asked

"Ya, just your exercise machines and the sofa bed left now." I replied.

"Great, dinner will be ready in about 45 minutes."

With that she disappeared back into the kitchen and I hauled an exercise bike down the hall, struggling to keep it off the floor to avoid scratching. Then it was on to the difficult part, a self assembly sofa bed. The technology part was pretty easy for me but I was no carpenter. I laid out all the pieces on the floor and looked at the instructions. For once it was surprisingly easy and I had it done after just over 30 minutes. Michelle said dinner would be 10 minutes and she was going to change. I decided to go wash up for dinner. I headed up the stairs and toward the bathroom. I saw that the door to Michelle's room at the bottom of the hall was slightly ajar. Her bedroom was opposite our spare bedroom and I had once caught a glimpse of Michelle in her underwear through the windows. I cursed my luck that I hadn't been there 5 minutes earlier that time and suddenly here I was inching past the bathroom door. I crept down the hall, terrified, not knowing what I was doing. I tried to keep my breathing silent and could hear my heart beating loudly in my chest. I inched closer and closer to the door and could hear Michelle whistling. I got close to the door and stood with my back pressed to the wall. The door was only open about 8 or 9 inches but it was enough for me to see Michelle sitting on the end of her bed. Once again, she was in her bra and panties. Although that had fuelled my night time masturbations for a while the first time it seemed somewhat disappointing this time around to be so unlucky again. I still watched, admiring how perky her 39 year old breasts were, barely contained in her black lacy bra. Then she put a stocking on her left foot and slowly rolled it up her smooth legs to her thigh with her thumbs. She then repeated that with her right leg, releasing the stocking at the top of her thigh with a snap. She stood and strode gracefully across the room to her wardrobe and picked out a black knee length skirt. She put the skirt on and topped it off with a white blouse.

With that she slipped on a pair of heels and turned towards the door. I was lost in a trance by now, but was suddenly jolted back to life as Michelle glanced towards the door. I pulled my head back and turned to sneak back down the hall. I prayed she wouldn't come out the door and catch me. I made it to the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I stood inside, my breathing feverish and my heart beating louder than ever before. Suddenly I heard heels coming down the hall. Louder as they approached and then finally quieter as they passed and went down the stairs. I washed my hands and splashed water on my face to calm down. I took several deep breaths and headed back downstairs.

"Hey, perfect timing." Michelle chirped as I walked into the kitchen.

I wondered if she had seen me spying on her. Would she say anything even if she had? I walked slowly to the table and sat down. Michelle turned to take the roast out of the oven. She bent down low and I instinctively stared at her luscious ass.

"Looks nice and juicy, I hope you like it." She said.

My eyes flicked up, following the sound and Michelle's head was turned looking at me. I looked away immediately, feeling my face go totally red. She carried the roast to the table and went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of wine. I was a bit surprised by that. She offered me some and I agreed. She stood behind next to me and leaned forward to pour me a glass. Her blouse was opened down to the third button and I could see the top of her cleavage out of the corner of my eye. I could smell the sweet smell of her perfume mixing with the food to form a delicious aroma. She sat down opposite me and I was slightly nervous about how romantic the whole situation seemed. The meal was delicious and we both got through 3 glasses of wine as well as discussing college and Michelle's job. I offered to help clean up afterwards but Michelle said to leave it and grabbed the bottle of wine and headed for the living room. I followed her and we sat down on her new sofa bed. She pulled a few DVD's out of the bag and asked which I would like to watch. They were all pretty girly romantic comedies and I wasn't exactly thrilled with the choices. Michelle chose 'What Happens in Vegas', which was probably the best of the choices. She poured us each another glass of wine and we settled in to watch the movie.

It was a pretty ok movie with Cameron Diaz looking hot and after about 40 minutes Michelle took the empty wine bottle to the kitchen and came back with another. I asked if she thought that was really a good idea as she poured another 2 glasses.

"Oh come on Eoin", she said pausing the DVD. "If I can't have a drink or two tonight when can I?"

"Tonight?" I asked. "Is that something to do with why you were crying before I got here?"

"Ya sweetie, it is." She replied, sniffling. "Didn't your mom tell you? Tonight is my wedding anniversary...or was at least. Gary and I have done something the last couple of years, but this year I'm all alone. Then your mom said she was working late too, that's why she was eager for you to come over. I didn't want to be all alone.

"Oh." I replied, not sure what else to say. "Eh, no problem".

"I'm sure you have better ways to spend your nights these days. I guess you would rather be out chasing girls your own age instead of being stuck with an old woman like me."

By now the wine seemed to be having an effect and it seemed like Michelle would start to cry again. I wanted to say something to comfort her but couldn't think of anything. Then she carried on again.

"You know Dave is engaged again? Ya, to some 25 year old who used to work at his bank. Here he is moving on with his life and where am I?"

"Well, you have dated too right?" I asked.

"Ya. Sure. I've been on 5 dates in three years. Two of them blind dates and all of them terrible." She said, wiping at her eyes. "I'm nearly 40 now, who is going to find a single 40 year old attractive? I might as well just give up."

"Come on Michelle. You're still a very attractive woman." I said, brushing her hair back from her face.

"Thanks Eoin." She smiled. "That's nice of you to say, but we both know it's not true."

Michelle wasn't the only one the wine had an effect on and I was a little bit less shy now. "I'm serious Michelle. I would be delighted to find someone as attractive as you, even at my own age. I mean you're beautiful and you still have a great body too." I tried to drag the words back into my mouth as they escaped. I swallowed hard as I saw Michelle's brows furrow.

"What?" She asked quizzically. "How would you know about that Eoin?"

"Eh...well...just from looking I can tell." I stuttered not sure what else to say.

"Oh my God!" She gasped. "You were spying on me earlier! I thought I saw you through the door. What the hell were you doing?"

"I'm, I'm sorry Michelle I didn't mean it it's just...It's just..."

"It's just what Eoin? My God I can't believe this!"

My stomach was in knots now. What had I done? What would my mom say about this? What would Gary say about this? "I'm really, really sorry Michelle. I know it's wrong but you really are so beautiful, I couldn't help myself."

She stood and paced across the room with her hand over her mouth. I sat there not sure what to do. I waited another minute before she finally turned to me and spoke again.

"I just don't know what to say. I mean I know I should be angry, but I'm kind of flattered. I know that's wrong when you're 20 years younger than me, but you made more of an effort than any other man in the last 3 years to see me undressed. You know what Eoin? It's probably just the wine. Let's call it a night and just forget all about it sweetie, ok?"

This seemed like about the best escape I was gonna get so I agreed and stood up to leave.

"Come here Eoin." Michelle said walking towards me with her arms outstretched. "It's ok sweetie, it's ok."

She hugged me tight, her head pressed tightly against my shoulder. My mind was in overdrive again as I held this gorgeous woman in my arms and the sweet smell of her perfume invaded my nostrils again. She had seemed disgusted by my spying, but she also said she was flattered too. My brain told me to let go and leave but unfortunately my brain wasn't making the decisions anymore. Michelle's bare neck was right in front of me and I moved my mouth towards it. I locked my lips on the nape of her neck and ran my tongue up and down it. She gripped my shoulders, hesitated a second then pushed me back.

"What are you doing Eoin?" She asked, a look of surprise in her eyes.

"I want to make you happy Michelle." I replied lamely.

"We can't Eoin. It's...no, we just can't."

"But we can." I argued. "I'm not a kid anymore; we're just two consenting adults having fun."

"But...no. I mean, we can't...can we?"

This was the first sign of doubt. I was feeling braver now. This was my chance. I wasn't going to spend the rest of my life wondering.

"Why the romantic dinner Michelle? Why are you so dressed up? You wanted something to happen too didn't you?"

"Yes. I mean no. I wanted to feel special; I just wanted to know someone could still find me attractive. I never meant for anything to happen."

"Well something has Michelle. You deserve to have fun. You need to move on. I've wanted this for so long. You were always too good for Dave. You deserve to have someone make you feel special, appreciate you..."

Michelle walked forward and put a finger on my lips. She put an arm around my back and replaced her finger with her mouth. Our lips met for the first time. Gently at first, her soft smooth lips sticking to mine like suction pads. I took her upper lip between mine, running my tongue along the entire length of it. We kissed again, our mouths mashing together and our tongues running frantically all over each other. I moved to sit on the sofa bed and Michelle straddled me, a leg on either side of mine. I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her again, running my hands through her hair, down her back and along her thigh.

"Follow me." Michelle whispered, standing and taking me by the hand. She led me up the stairs unbuttoning her blouse on the way. She released my grip and took the blouse off, dropping it in the hallway. She strode in the door stepping out of her skirt. She beckoned me to the bed and I sat on the edge. She pulled my t shirt over my head and ran her hands over my toned body. She licked my chest up and down, flicking at my nipples with her tongue. She moved up and our mouths met again. She worked my zipper as we kissed and slid a hand inside my pants. She grabbed the shaft of my cock and began stroking it.

"Mmmm, it's been too long since I had a real one!" She purred. "I want it in my mouth."

She stood up and I pushed her on the bed. I pulled my pants of and straddled her on the bed. I moved my cock towards her mouth and she licked at it hungrily. I reached back with my right hand and pushed her panties to the side. I slid two fingers inside her, the angle working perfectly for depth and penetration. Michelle took my cock in her mouth and sucked as I slid it in and out of her mouth. She moaned as I picked up the pace with my fingers, the vibrations from her mouth adding to the sensation of the blowjob. She sucked hard on my cock, her years of deprivation obvious. I began to slide further and further in, fucking her mouth. She gagged, but showed no signs of wanting me to stop. Eventually she stopped, pulling my cock from her mouth.

"I want you to fuck me Eoin. God, I'm so fucking wet. I need a good fucking."

I got off her and began to tug her panties off as she removed her bra. I pulled her to the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide. I put a knee on the bed and moved my cock towards her slick, smooth opening. I penetrated her with my head and could barely go any further. My cock is a solid 7 inches, but by no means a monster. Given how wet she was I was surprised by her tightness.

"Take it slow sweetie, it's been a while." Michelle cooed.

I pushed forward slowly, inching deeper into her tight pussy. After getting about 4 inches in I began to withdraw and fucked her gently. Michelle's pussy was like a glove, her walls sucking me back in every time I pulled out to the opening.

"Ya, nice and slow baby. Nice and slow for now."

I could feel her pussy loosening slightly as it got used to the feeling of having a cock in it again. Michelle put her feet on my chest and pulled her body closer, her knees bent. I continued sliding just over half my cock in and out of her enjoying the sensation of fulfilling a lifelong dream. I thought of all the times I masturbated and realised how much I had underestimated how good it would be.

"Stick it all the way in honey. Fill me with that beautiful cock!" Michelle said interrupting my thoughts.

I climbed on the bed on my knees with her legs wrapped around my hips. I slid my cock back in her dripping entrance and pushed with all I had. My full 7 inches slid straight into her and her eyes rolled back in her head. I put my hands on her elbows pinning her to the bed and began to fuck her properly.

"Oooooh, you like that Eoin? Hmm? You like fucking your friend's mom? Michelle moaned.

"Ya, so good. So fucking good." I managed, concentrating on fucking her with all I had.

"Your cock is filling me up so nice. Oh, oh, oh that's it! Right there!"

I slid off the bed and dragged her to the edge again. Putting her legs over my shoulders I penetrated her once more, using a standing base to fuck her as hard as I could. As I picked up the pace again, Michelle started moaning. My cock disappeared and reappeared at her opening as my balls slapped loudly off her ass.

"Keep fucking me Eoin!! Ooohhh, OOOHHH! Don't stop fucking me!" Michelle screamed.

I never wanted to stop and kept slamming my cock into her as hard as I could. Michelle grabbed at the sheets behind her head as her body wriggled beneath me, her hips pressing off the bed to meet my strokes. Her face was contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she continued to encourage me.

"Fuck it's so good Eoin. Oh Christ you're gonna make me cum. You're gonna make me FUCKING CUM!!"

"Cum for me Michelle, cum for me." I pleaded, making slower longer strokes now, feeling the cum trying to escape from my balls.

"Make me cum honey! Make me...oohh...cum on that big cock! Yes, yes...Oh fuck YES!!"

Michelle pinched her hard nipples and wrapped her feet around the back of my head pulling me in as her breathing became more feverish. I was desperately trying to give her the fucking she wanted and trying not to come at the same time. I could tell she was close as her back arched off the bed and I picked up the pace one last time, filling her with my cock over and over again.

"I'm gonna cum!" She screamed. "You're making me CUM! Keep fucking me...nearly there...harder, harder, har...OH YES! I'M CUM...CUMMING! YESSS!!!"

I couldn't hold off any longer and warned Michelle I was gonna blow. She was oblivious, basking in the afterglow of her own orgasm. I drove my cock into her and felt the stream of cum emptying from my balls into her pussy. My knees were buckling and Michelle's legs held me up. Just then she snapped back to life as my never ending stream of cum continued from my throbbing cock.

"Oh, oh you're filling me up. Oh filling me with your cum. Gimme all of it baby!"

My balls finally emptied and I pulled my soaking wet cock out of her pussy, sitting on the edge of the bed spent. Michelle slid down alongside me, a mixture of her juices dripping from her vagina. She wrapped her hands around me and kissed me on the cheek. I noticed the curtains were open. I wondered why could I have never seen a show like this when trying to spy on Michelle, glancing out the window towards our spare room. I could have sworn I saw the curtains shake over there. I dismissed it as a breeze through the open window and pulled Michelle close.

"Thank you sweetie. I needed that SO bad." She said.

"Anytime." I replied.Anne couldn't believe what she had just seen. She had arrived home from work and gone into the spare room to grab a DVD. She glanced out the window and saw a sight that was now burned into her memory. In her best friend Michelle's house across the street Michelle was sprawled on the bed with a cock deep inside her. Not just any cock, but the cock of Anne's teenage son Eoin. All Anne had been able to do was watch. She stood behind the curtain with her eyes fixed on the sight of her son plunging in and out of her best friend. Anne was absolutely shocked. She was shocked by what she was seeing, but also by what she was feeling. Her heart was beating and she could feel herself getting wet. She knew it was wrong, but she was enjoying watching. She felt guilty and dirty, she had never imagined her own son in a sexual way but seeing him here like this awoke something inside her.

Eoin's dad was a heavy drinker and their marriage had been pretty much over for years. They barely spoke and hadn't had sex in more than a year. Her husband had never been able to satisfy her anyway so Anne didn't miss fucking him, but she missed being fucked. Now, here she was watching another man she lived with, in the throes of passion. Her hand drifted towards her wet pussy. She chided herself and stopped briefly. Just as she was allowing her hand to wonder again she saw Michelle's back arch as she came. Seconds later, Eoin stopped thrusting as he came himself. Anne stood there, soaking, not sure if this was really happening. She regained her senses just in time to see her son glance out the window. Instinctively she pulled back, relinquishing her grip of the curtain. She wondered had he seen her? She hoped not and crawled to the door in case he was still looking. She sat in the kitchen with a million things running through her head. She was angry at Eoin, she was angry at Michelle. At the same time she was angry at herself the most. How could she have enjoyed that? Her husband headed for the back door grunting that he would be gone for the weekend. Anne didn't even notice, she wouldn't have said anything even if she had. Her mind wandered back to what she had seen. She got up and decided to do some chores to take her mind off it.

** **

After spending an hour talking and assuring Michelle it wouldn't get weird, and assuring her it would happen again if I got my way, I got dressed and headed home. Mom's car was in the driveway and dad's was gone. He was probably gone on business again. I didn't mind since we never really had much to talk about anyway. Plus, mom was generally happier when he wasn't around. I walked in the front door and mom was folding laundry watching the TV.

"Hey mom." I said trying to sound casual.

"Oh...hi honey. How was Michelle? I mean how was she feeling?" Mom stammered, seeming a little uneasy. I guessed maybe she had a fight with dad before he left or something.

"She's ok. A little upset about the whole anniversary thing but I think she got over it."

"Oh, ok. I think I'll just head to bed." She said as she folded the last item and picked up the basket.

She hurried out of the room and up the stairs. I wondered what was up with her, but guessed it was the stress of working late. I sat on the couch and flicked on the TV. I was still in dream land after what had happened with Michelle and I kept playing things over in my head. I wasn't sure if Michelle would think it was weird after sleeping on it but hoped we could do it again. After about an hour I decided to go to bed. I went upstairs and headed for my room. Mom's light was still on which was a little strange. I thought about checking if she was ok but decided to leave it and went to bed.

** **

Anne heard his footsteps as he approached her door, paused briefly, and continued on to his room. She had been lying in bed for more than an hour hoping to fall asleep and forget about what she was feeling. No luck. She had flicked back on her light and thought about going and confronting Eoin when she heard him coming up the stairs. Since he had gone to bed she decided to leave it until the morning. She desperately wanted to sleep but her mind was racing again and the more she thought about it, she noticed herself getting wet again. Her pussy was desperate for attention. Anne wanted to resist but couldn't. She hopped out of bed and got on her knees. She reached under the bed and slid out the box that contained her constant companion during the last few years of her rocky marriage. She pulled the dildo out of the box and rubbed it with her hand, before lubricating it with her mouth. It was an 8 inch dildo and although that was nearly 3 inches bigger than her husband's cock, it couldn't compare to the real thing.

She lay back on the bed and pulled her nightie up above her waist. She gently slid the pink head into her pussy and began to pump it in and out. After about 5 minutes Anne began to relax and then to her shock her subconscious thoughts took over. Suddenly she was visualising her son again, only this time he was fucking her. Anne was taken by surprise; she couldn't believe she was having these thoughts. They were doing the trick though as she started to fuck herself with her dildo faster. She closed her eyes, losing herself in thoughts of her son fucking her wet pussy and within minutes she came. She was satisfied and disgusted at the same time. These thoughts were torture and she knew she had to confront her son about what she had seen to put her mind at rest. After another restless hour she knew she had no chance of getting to sleep. She got out of the bed and threw on her robe. She opened her door and headed down the hall. She hoped Eoin was still watching TV or surfing the web. She knocked on the door. No reply. She opened the door and stepped inside. Eoin was asleep. She moved to his bed and sat on the edge. She shook his shoulder gently to wake him. Then she stopped.

** **

I felt something touching my shoulder and woke up. I didn't want to be awake. I had been dreaming of my encounter with Michelle again so I kept my eyes closed and tried to drift back to sleep. I had a strange feeling that I wasn't alone. I opened my eyes a tiny bit and saw someone sitting on the bed. Luckily she was close enough for me to see it was my mom. I guessed she wanted to talk about whatever her and dad had fought about so I closed my eyes again and hoped she would leave. She didn't make any effort to get up but didn't try to wake me again either. After about 30 seconds she whispered my name. Wondering what she was doing I said nothing, wanting to see what exactly she was up to. Another minute passed. She whispered again.

"Eoin? Eoin are you awake?"

I said nothing again. After all, it there was a fire or some kind of emergency she wouldn't just whisper my name. More time passed. I was properly awake now with no chance of returning to my dream. My cock was fully erect and I was probably going to have to jack off before sleeping as soon as mom left. Finally she got up. She took a step towards the door and paused. I opened my eyes to a squint again and saw her with her fingers on her lower lip, as if she wasn't sure what to do. She stepped back next to the bed and grabbed the corner of my sheets. Now I was really wondering what she was doing. She slowly lifted the sheets and folded them back to the other side of the bed. I felt the cool air on my exposed legs, and was suddenly very aware of my erection again. It must have been bulging in my boxer shorts. Even though it was still dark, there is no way mom could have not noticed. Then it happened. My own mother sat on the edge of the bed and felt my cock. Yes it was through boxers but she felt it. I froze, not sure whether I should pretend to wake up now or keep up my act. It would have helped if I had a clue what was going on. Where did this come from?

For a few years now I had fantasies about fucking my mom, I'm sure most boys do, but I had never imagined it as anything more than a farfetched fantasy and certainly hadn't ever seen anything to suggest my mother had them feelings too. She was a pretty average 44 year old woman. If anything she was a little bit overweight but that resulted in a plump ass and a huge pair of DD boobs. She had long black hair and sparkling green eyes. Her hand was just resting on my cock. She started to slowly massage it through the material. Such was the shock of the whole thing I felt as though it might be enough to make me cum. I didn't want her to know I was awake but I didn't want to embarrass myself either, so I coughed. My mom nearly fell off the bed. She got up and stood still, silent. She crept slowly to the door and closed it quietly behind her. I lay in bed for about 10 minutes wondering what the hell had just happened. Eventually I crept out of my room and looked for signs of light from mom's room. There was none so I went back in to my room. My mom touched my cock? Could she possibly want to have sex me? What was already an incredible day had somehow gotten better. I began to stroke my cock thinking of my mom touching me. Before long I was coming all over the towel I kept beside my bed. I crawled back in to bed and went to sleep happy.

** **

Anne sat at her desk staring at the clock. It was 4.30 and she couldn't wait to get out of the office. She hadn't got a thing done all day. She was absolutely exhausted. She hadn't got a wink of sleep last night. Masturbating didn't help and her plan to discuss what she had seen with Eoin went horribly wrong. How could she have been so stupid? She had actually touched her sons cock! What if he had woken up? She had agonised over her predicament all day. She knew it was disgusting to have sexual thoughts about her son, but since seeing him screwing Michelle yesterday she had thought about nothing else. She was lusting after her own son and she hated herself for it. The clock hit 5 and the drive home was a blur. She walked in the front door and went to the kitchen for a glass of water.

She saw that her son was in the garden mowing the lawn. It was warm outside and Eoin had his top off. Anne stood at the sink admiring his muscular body. After a minute she turned away and left the room. She was doing it again. She headed upstairs not sure what she was going to do or what she could say to her son. She passed his room. The door was open and his laptop was on the bed turned on. Anne stopped and peered inside. She went in to turn it off to save the battery. She looked at the screen and couldn't believe what she saw. An internet site was open, it was a site called literotica.com. There was a story on the page. Anne read the first few lines. Her heart nearly jumped into her mouth. It was a story from a teenage boy about a sexual encounter he had with his mom. Anne clicked the backup button on the laptop and was taken to her son's profile page. She clicked the favourite's button. She read the titles of the stories saved under favourites. Her heart raced even quicker. It seemed they were nearly all mother son stories. Anne was shocked. If she had seen these 24 hours earlier she would have been appalled. But a lot had changed in that 24 hours. Now this page told her that her son had the same feelings that she did.

Anne couldn't believe it. She had tried to oppress her feelings all day, mainly by telling herself that her son would be sickened by what she was thinking. By what she did last night. Now she was staring at evidence that he might not. That in fact he felt exactly the same way. Anne was worried by this development. Her lust had snowballed over the last day to the point where she desperately wanted her son, no matter how wrong it was. She knew making a move would have massive repercussions though. It would be a life changing action, one that would forever change her relationship with her son, possibly for the worst. Now that she believed he was also interested in her, the voices in her head were screaming that it was much less of a risk. Could she really do this? She wandered towards her bedroom to shower, unsure of what to do. Could she really have sex with her son? If she didn't how long would she have to put up with this lust, this all encompassing desire burning through her body? Anne undressed and stepped into the shower, hoping that the water would clear her mind and help her to make a decision.

** **

I was coming in from mowing the lawn when I saw mom's car in the driveway. She was home. I hurried into the house, wondering if my mom had found the little hint I left her. I had opened a mom/son incest story on my laptop and left it on before I went outside. There was no sign of my mom downstairs so I hurried upstairs. I went into my room and found my literotica.com profile page open. She had seen it! And then she had checked my favourites and found many more similar stories. Now she knew that I had sexual feelings towards her. She seemed reluctant the night before and I hoped this might give her more confidence. I had even considered making a move myself and blaming it on her actions last night if she resisted, but this was the best plan I could come up with and now I hoped it would work. I headed back downstairs, hearing my mother's shower running as I passed her room. I went downstairs and had something to eat before going back upstairs for a shower of my own.

Afterwards I came out and headed for my room with a towel tied loosely around my waist. If I saw my mom I would be easily able to untie it and make it look like an accident. No luck, she must have been downstairs. I threw on some clothes and flipped open my laptop. I spent a couple of hours working on an assignment for college before looking for new mom/son stories on literotica.com. I loved these stories, but the fact that the possibility of being involved in such a relationship myself had moved from wild fantasy to actual possibility made them even hotter. I read a few and eventually decided to head downstairs. Mom was sitting on the couch in the living room, staring at the TV not looking as though she was actually paying attention. She snapped back to life as I walked into the room, looking at me with an even more nervous and confused expression as yesterday.

"Hi...sweetie. Are you, eh, going out tonight or something?" She asked, looking at the TV to avoid making eye contact.

"Nope, think I'll just stay in. I have something I need to do...for college." I said, pausing long enough to see a look of fear and excitement in her eyes.

"Oh...ok. Well...let me know if you need anything. You know, to eat...food." She stuttered.

"Everything ok mom? You've been acting kind of strange since yesterday." I asked.

"No. No, I'm fine. I've just had a lot on my mind, that's all."

"Anything you want to talk about?" I said, sitting down on the couch alongside her.

"No! I mean...no, I don't want to bother you with my problems." She answered, more nervous with me alongside her now. All we had done was had a brief, idle conversation and yet I swore that if anyone would have walked in they would have sensed the sexual tension a mile away. I decided to see how she would react to a little contact.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out anyway." I said in a cheery and breezy voice, planting my hand on her thigh and squeezing it. To my surprise she nearly jumped off the couch at the touch. She calmed herself, probably realising how suspicious a reaction it was to a seemingly innocent gesture.

"Sorry hon. Ya, you're right, I'll figure out a way to get over my problem. I'm just worried it might be very hard." She said calmly. I was taken by surprise. Was that a double entendre? Was she now also testing the waters, wondering if I might take a hint?

"I'm sure you can handle it mom." I said, wondering how far she was going to go with this.

"It's not so much something I don't think I could handle, it's more what would happen if I handled it the way I want that worries me."

"Maybe, you're worrying too much. Maybe you should do what you think best and worry about the rest later," I reasoned. By now we were on dangerous ground, being far less subtle. I got up to go to my mom. It was just as well I was facing away from her for what she said next, it prevented her from seeing my jaw hit the floor.

"Maybe you're right. I wouldn't mind a woman's opinion though; maybe I'll give Michelle a call."

I couldn't believe it. It all hit me like a bolt of lightning. The reason she was acting strange since yesterday. The reason this sexual attraction seemed so sudden. She saw us. She saw Michelle and I yesterday. Of course. I even remembered noticing the open curtains afterwards and the quick flick of the curtains over here. It was all so obvious. I kept walking, scared to turn and look at my mother.

** **

Anne sat quietly, listening to her son trudge up the stairs. Her heart was beating loud again. For the first time since yesterday now though the queasy feeling in her stomach was replaced by a more satisfied one. She had all but told Eoin about what she saw yesterday and they had both been close to admitting their darkest desires. Anne also felt a bit stupid. The laptop, the open webpage. A coincidence? Of course not. Her awkwardness and lust had been as obvious as it felt and he had noticed. The story was a hint. It was almost a dare. At least now she knew, and she knew that he knew how she felt. She still found it all a bit strange. It was hard to believe she was seriously considering doing this. This was probably the biggest decision she had faced in her life. After 2 full days of torture she was now sure. She was going to fuck her son.

Coming to terms with wanting it was one thing, but Anne didn't know how to go about it. Yes, she was sure Eoin was as aware of the situation as her. More importantly she was sure he was as willing. Nevertheless it was unlikely to be like a movie, where she would walk into his room, their eyes would meet saying all that needed to be said and it would just happen. She ran over scenarios in her head. Share a few drinks? Try to "accidentally" walk in on him naked? Plan for him to see her naked? She wasn't sure what approach to take. All she knew was she didn't want to discuss it too much. Talk opened the door to second thoughts. It allowed for reasoning, logic, and other such things which all screamed that this was wrong. That this was a mistake. Having failed to suppress it though, the loudest voice was the one screaming for attention. The one which told her those years of sexual disappointment and neglect entitled her to this...even if it was with her own son. By then she knew what she was going to do.

** **

I lay in bed as he heard my mother brush her teeth and then heard her mattress springs as she crawled into bed. My heart sank. I was sure the momentum from earlier would lead to something. Maybe not the result I wanted but closure at least. I waited for her to come to my room. Now she was gone to bed. I didn't want to wait another day but really didn't want to make the first move either. I just hoped she wasn't waiting for me to. I waited about 10 minutes and heard nothing. I crawled out of bed and grabbed the nearest towel. I began stroking my cock. Thinking of Michelle, thinking of my own mother, thinking of them both. It wasn't long before I was cumming hard in the towel again. It was a minor relief but a necessary one. I got back into bed and just lay there thinking.

About an hour and a half had passed before I eventually started to drift off to sleep. Then, all of a sudden, I was wide awake again. I heard a door down the hall. It creaked open slowly. The floorboards creaked too. Slow, careful footsteps. Everything seemed so much louder. The footsteps, my breathing, my heartbeat. They stopped at the door. I heard the handle being opened. I lay down, pretending to sleep, a feeling of déjà vu from last night creeping over me. The door opened in slow motion. I was lying on my back and didn't dare turn my head. The door closed slowly again. I heard long deep breaths as she crept towards my bed. My eyes were opened ever so slightly again, just like last night. I could just about make out my mother. She stood at the edge of the bed. I saw her untie her robe and let it fall to the floor.My cock sprang to life. I was suddenly unsure if I was actually awake. My mom was wearing a skimpy black negligee that barely reached the top of her thighs. It was so short I could clearly see the patterned tops of the dark stockings she was wearing below it. She reached for the sheets again. It was all so familiar. For the second time in as many nights I lay in bed, pretending to sleep as my mom reached for my erection. She rubbed it again, gently. I was now glad I had given myself some relief earlier. This time she seemed more sure. She gave my cock one last squeeze and let go. I waited, wondering. She reached for the waistband of my boxers with both hands, one on either side. She tried to slide them down. I desperately wanted to lift my ass and help but felt I needed to "sleep" a while longer. She caught the front and gently lifted it out and down around the bulge, resting it below my balls. I felt my cock spring out and heard my mom gasp. She clearly liked what she saw and it was killing me I couldn't really see the look on her face.

She began to slowly run her hand up and down the length of my shaft. I could see that her eyes were fixed on it, so I dared to open mine a bit further. I saw a smile in the corner of her face and she licked her lips. Then it happened. She crossed the threshold, the point of no return. She lowered her head and slid her mouth around my cock. With her head facing down I allowed myself to open my eyes properly. I watched in amazement as her head bobbed up and down. She sucked hard, making slurping noises as she hungrily engulfed most of my cock. Her mouth was amazing; she sucked quickly at the head a few times before taking my entire length in her mouth, causing her to gag. She took it out and repeated the process. It was incredible and a moan escaped from my mouth. Her eyes flicked up and met mine. A look of horror crossed her face and she sat up, letting my cock fall on my stomach.

"You're awake." She said, looking scared. "I'm so sorry; I don't know what I was thinking."

"It's ok mom", I reassured her. "I've wanted this for a long time."

"No, no it's wrong. I shouldn't have done that. How could I?" She said.

I was surprised; I thought she had passed the point of no return, now she was having doubts. This was a worrying development. I wasn't sure what to say, not wanting to accidentally encourage her new trail of thought.

"This is so wrong," she continued. "I should know better, I'm so sorry."

By now I was very worried; it seemed she was actually going to change her mind. I wanted to say something to get things back on track but came up with nothing. My cock was still buzzing from the feel of her mouth though. Right now that was my main concern. I decided to start with that and take it from there.

"Look what you have done to me mom", I said trying to get her focus back on my softening cock. "It would be wrong to tease me like that."

"It was wrong to even entertain these thoughts, I'm disgusting. We can't Eoin, we can't its wrong."

My heart sank. This was horrible. I got my hopes up, allowed myself to believe it would happen and now this. I felt like crying, like screaming. My mom clearly noticed the look of anguish in my face.

"Look." she started, pausing to think. "As wrong as this was, it's worse to tease you the way I have. I... I can finish what I started if you want but that's it ok? Nothing can ever happen again."

I didn't like that last part but right now my cock needed attention. I quickly agreed. She looked at my semi erect cock again. I swore I still saw that lustful look in her eyes, regardless of what she said. She stroked it gently, the saliva from her first effort acting as a lube. It was rock hard again within seconds. She lowered her head and placed her tongue at the base. She looked into my eyes, but quickly averted her gaze. She licked from the base to the tip and quickly took me in her mouth again. She quickly regained her earlier rhythm. She said this was wrong but her mouth said she didn't really believe that. She sucked with long strokes, deep throating me each time. Before long I knew I was going to cum. I wanted it to last as long as possible but there was no way. Mom sensed that I was close and sped up, her head going up and down rapidly five more times before she clamped her mouth around my cock and kept it there. I grabbed the back of her head as I felt myself shoot my seed down her throat. She began to gag, but held steady taking all I had to give her.

I collapsed back on the bed. My mom sat up, looking totally horrified with herself. I didn't know what to do now. She said that nothing would happen again, but I didn't really want to abide by that. I didn't believe she did either. I had agreed to what she said but why if we both wanted this? We DID both want this. No, we both needed this. I sat up and slid alongside her.

"It's ok mom." I said putting a hand on her shoulder.

"It's not Eoin, it's not. I had no right to lead you on like this. I went and put these thoughts in your head. How can I ever even look you in the eye again after doing something so horrible? I just hope you can forgive me." She sobbed.

It was now or never, she had gone full circle and it was going to be tough to change her mind. Words certainly weren't going to do the trick. I slid off the bed and to my knees.

"Remind me to ask for forgiveness for this later so." I said as I pushed her back on the bed, catching her off guard. I grabbed her two knees and pulled them apart. I got my head in between them before she had a chance to try and close them. I could smell her pussy, a strong scent wafting into my nostrils. It was clear she was very wet.

"Wh...What are you doing Eoin? Jesus, Eoin stop." She pleaded faintly.

I wasn't going to stop. She knew that and deep down she didn't want me to anyway. I put my hands round her thighs and on her hips, holding her steady as I lunged face first into her wet cunt.

"Eoin you can't do th... OH FUCK! Oh shit you're licking me!! No... No this is wrong."

She felt it was so wrong that she spread her legs wide granting me access to her sweet pussy. I licked from the bottom of her opening to up above her clit, throwing my face from side to side as I worked my way back down.

"This is...ooooohhh...so wrong. Such a naughty boy!" She whispered.

She wasn't even convincing herself anymore. I sucked at her clit, gently nibbling on it. I felt her hand run through my hair. She was gradually giving up on the weak complaints, losing herself in a world of pleasure.

"I can't let my son do this...but he's so fucking good at it." She said to herself.

I ignored her and focused on the task at hand, releasing her clit from my mouth and licking up from her opening again. I kept licking like that, my face crashing into her as I did so. It was far from expert but I doubt it mattered right then. I focused on her clit again. Licking all around it, my tongue darting around flicking at the underside for a while. She crossed her legs behind my head, pulling me as close as possible. My face was covered in her juices by now. I moved to the upper side, my lower lip dragging along it as I moved up. Her moans were getting louder and I sensed that she was close. My heart fluttered as I thought to myself that I was about to make my own mom cum. I mashed my face into her again and licked hard at her clit.

"OOOHH! Ohhh that's it honey. Oh you're gonna make me cum. Oh what am I letting you do?" She agonised, still unsure she should be doing this.

I just kept licking, letting her moans and gasps guide me, desperate to make my mom cum all over my face.

"Right...fucking...there!" She screamed. "Keep going; keep going...keep....EOOOOIIIN!!"

Hearing her say my name, nearly made me cum myself. I sent me in to overdrive and I licked feverishly at her as her back arched.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fucking cum! Yes...yes...Oh Eoin YES!!!"

With that her back began lifting off the bed. I held her down, wanting to keep licking her. She bucked, thrashing her pussy into my face. Slowly she began to slow her movement, her breathing returning to normal.

"Eoin" she began, sounding serious. "That was..."

By now I was rock hard again and I was going to fuck her no matter what. I was still licking, tasting her sweet juices oozing from her pussy. I was using long, slow strokes to illicit a couple of aftershocks which stopped her in her tracks.

"That was...oooohhhhhh....that was so good. It really was honey but I don't think..."

"Don't think at all mom." I interrupted "You want it and you're going to get it. Nothing else matters right now."

She looked surprised by my assertiveness. She sat staring at me as I stood up and grabbed her by the hand, pulling her to her feet.

"What are you doing? She asked.

"I want to do it in your bed." I told her.

"We can't Eoin, we really can't. Oral is one thing but..."

"Mom, I'm going to fuck you. I need to fuck you and you need it too. Am I right?" I asked.

"Yes but...yes. This is really going to happen. Oh my god."

As we walked into her room I turned suddenly and kissed her. It took her by surprise. She resisted at first. Finally she relaxed, opening her mouth and allowing my tongue to explore her mouth. Slowly she returned the kiss. Tentatively at first but eventually getting into it. Our tongues danced as our lips crashed off each other. She teased mine into her mouth and began to gently suck on it. Suddenly she broke the kiss. I braced myself for more doubt, more hesitance.

"Who am I kidding?" She said staring into my eyes, "I need this so fucking bad."

Finally she had accepted it. She reached up to kiss me again and I led her towards the bed. I told her to sit on the bed. I got back on my knees and slid the straps of her sexy nightwear down her arms. I tugged it down below her breasts, releasing her massive boobs. I placed a hand on each one and my mother put her hands over mine, using them to squeeze. I moved them back slightly and began to knead her nipples with my thumb and finger. They grew to about a half an inch. I continued to play with them, my mom encouraging me with soft moans. I reached forward and took a nipple in my mouth. I flicked at it with my tongue before sucking it in earnest. She placed a hand on the back of my head, trying to get as much of her mammoth tit into my mouth as she could. I kept nibbling on the nipple, sucking it as hard as I could. I took it back out and licked at the underside of the breast letting my tongue trace a long journey around the entire area. I quickly switched to the other one and repeated the process. Sucking on the nipple before licking all around. My mother loved the attention I was giving them as I switched back to the other boob and started licking at her large nipples alternately.

"Eoin," she said between moans. I didn't respond instead carrying on licking not wanting to stop.

"Eoin," she repeated. "I need you to fuck me now."

That got my attention as I released her boobs, causing them to slap off her chest. Hearing my mom finally say that she wanted, no, needed to be fucked by me was so hot.

"Can you do that for me Eoin? Hmm?" She continued.

I nodded in agreement, unable to speak. I could see my mother was now the woman who crept into my room and sucked my cock again, rather than the one who was so unsure moments later.

"Are you sure honey? If you can't its ok you know." She teased.

We both knew there was no turning back now. Of course I wanted it and there was no way she would be letting me leave without fucking her now either. She stood up and fixed her nightie before grabbing the bottom and pulling it over her head. Now for the first time I saw her fully naked, apart from the shear stockings on her legs. She sat back down on the bed and gestured with her finger for me to join her. My legs were like jelly, but I managed to move, if a little awkwardly. She lay back on the bed and traced a finger around her pussy. She stared at me as she did so, slowly running her tongue across her lips. She lay back as I got on the bed. I crawled slowly up between her open legs. I could see that he pussy was soaked again in anticipation. My parents hadn't even slept in the same bed for a long time now so I couldn't even guess when the last time they had sex was. Not anytime soon judging by how wet her gaping entrance was.

I placed my knees under her raised legs and moved my cock towards her opening.

"You gonna fuck me with that big cock sweetie? You gonna fuck mommy with that gorgeous cock?"

Even after cumming twice already I was afraid I wouldn't last long, certain the naughtiness of what we were doing would be too much. My mom's dirty talk was driving me over the edge before I even began. I put my cock on her belly and dragged it down over her clit. She bit her lower lip as she looked on intently. I slapped her clit a few times with my cock. I moved it down and slid the head inside her. Her cunt was so wet I slid effortlessly inside. I paused there and stared into my mother's eyes. She nodded her head in encouragement and I slammed my prick deep inside her.

"Aaaaawww!" She shrieked, "It's so fucking big!"

"Ya? You like it?" I asked, starting to slowly slide in and out of her pussy, feeling it widen slightly with each thrust.

"Yes baby it's...ooohhh...so much...ooohhh...bigger than your dad's." She cooed.

I began picking up the pace, sliding in and out of her faster and faster. My balls slapped off her ass with each thrust as the bed creaked underneath us. My mom was playing with her tits as she leaned up watching her son's cock penetrating her. I was really pounding her by now and she was loving it. I could feel the sweat leaking from every pore as I gave my all to please her. I felt like I was gonna cum and pulled out.

"What are you doing? Get back in me! Please!" She gasped, desperate for my cock.

I needed a second to recover and decided to take the chance to tease her.

"You want it? I asked. "Tell me what exactly it is you want?"

"I want your cock Eoin. I want my son's big hard cock inside me!"

I slid back inside her and moved up to kiss her. Our tongues met as I moved slowly inside her. She kissed me passionately, ramming her tongue down my throat. I was enjoying the sensation of being inside my mom but I knew she needed more and needed it now. I lifted myself back on my heels and grabbed her ankles. I put one on each of my shoulders and pulled her body in close underneath me. I started to fuck her as hard as I could, pounding every inch of my meaty cock into her. She began to grunt and groan as I went faster and faster. The bed sounded as if it would give way, squeaking like it had never had to put up with such activity.

"Uuuungg, yessss...Fuck me! She screamed. "I've never been so full, never stop fucking me!"

Her back was arched off the bed as she thrust up against me. Her grunts became more animal like and it was all I could do not to cum in her. She was getting close.

"Oooohhhhhh! I'm gonna cum! Don't stop...nearly there...don't stop!"

Her pussy was making squelching noises now, so much of our juices mixing as our bodies clattered together over and over again. I knew she was gonna cum and my desire to pleasure her was all that was keeping me going, the effort exhausting me by now.

"Oh yes...oh fuck yes! You're making me cum Eoin!! You're making mommy CUUUUMMMM!!!"

With that she froze, her eyes widening and her arched back stiffening. I slowed, slamming into her with long thrusts. She continued to gasp, her eyes glazed over, as a combination of our juices leaked from her sweet cunt. I pulled my cock out and collapsed alongside her. My mother rolled on to my chest. Her arm brushed my still hard cock as she began to speak.

"Oh Eoin that wa...Oh! You're still hard? You're still fucking hard!!" She said, a sparkle in her eyes.

I was desperate to cum but I was totally wrecked from the exertion. She could see it in my eyes.

"I better take care of this. It would be a shame for you to fuck me that well and not get to cum."

She slid down my body and took my now red, raw cock in her mouth. She sucked at it, facing away from me with her pussy alongside my head. It was the most gorgeous thing I had seen in my life, glistening where her cum was seeping out. I easily slid two fingers into her. I slowly massaged her, and then fucked her gently with them. This elicited a couple of moans from her as she continued to work in my rigid cock. She broke off and said "Oh fuck this."

I wasn't sure what she was doing. She turned and straddled my body. She positioned her cunt over my cock, which she still held in her hand. She lined it up and dropped herself down, impaling herself on my big prick. Her eyes rolled back in her head and an "ah!" escaped her lips.

She sat there for a second, enjoying the feeling of sitting on her son's big dick. She slowly began to slide her pussy back and forward, grinding it into my cock. I lay there, exhausted, pleasure coursing through my body as she milked me expertly.

"Mmmm, you like that sweetie?" She asked in a sexy voice.

I struggled to even nod in response.

"Is this gonna be a one off? Hmmm? You gonna let your mommy suffer after tonight?"

I just about managed a "no" as she raised her pussy to the tip of my cock and slammed herself down again.

"Good boy!" She smiled. "I'm gonna fuck this monster dick every...fucking ...day!"

She was driving me crazy as she slid up and down my pole slowly. I nodded in agreement, my mouth open wide, my eyes begging her to finish me off.

"That's the right answer Eoin," she said. "Now do you wanna cum in mommy's cunt?"

She didn't even wait for an answer as she lifted again and dropped herself. Now she began to really work my cock. She planted her hands on my chest and lifted herself up and down my meat quickly and quickly. I couldn't move but I didn't want to anyway. I was in heaven and I wanted my mom to fuck me forever. She was rocking up and down and back and forth now as my balls began to tighten. She saw it in my face and a grin formed on hers. She picked up the pace again. I started to moan as she fucked me like a mad woman. Years of disappointment were released as she fucked me like a pro. She slammed herself up and down four more times and then impaled herself one last time, clutching my cock deep inside her as I came like I had never come before. She milked me and milked me as I shot my load deep inside her. Eventually she got off me and lay next to me.

"WOW! Michelle is a lucky woman." She laughed . "Oh...ya, sorry about that." I replied sheepishly.

"She should be sorry not you...I thought we did everything together..."It was still hard to believe. A few days ago my only sexual experience in 19 years was two separate occasions with two girls my own age. Both pretty awkward encounters at that. Now, suddenly I had slept with my next door neighbour and my very own mother over the last couple of days. It all seemed like a dream and I was terrified I would wake up at any minute. I got up and headed downstairs for breakfast, even though it was after 11. My mom was at the cooker frying eggs and bacon. I walked up behind her and placed my hands around her waist. She jumped in surprise almost swinging a roasting hot frying pan at me.

"Oops, sorry!" I laughed.

"Oh, that's ok sweetie, you just startled me." She put her hands around my neck and pulled me close as we kissed passionately.

"So, Dad won't be home today I don't think. I guess it's just you and me." I said arrogantly.

"Well...I have to go to work in a minute." She said, a look of pity on her face seeing my devastated reaction. "I got nothing done yesterday convincing myself I couldn't possibly fuck my own son, some waste of time that was!"

"But we don't know when we will get a chan..."

"Ssshh." she interrupted, "I will make sure we 'get a chance'. I'll make sure there are lots of chances."

She turned to check on the food. She turned back, a look of mischief on her face.

"You know, Eoin, I was thinking of something earlier." She said with a smile.

"Oh ya, what?"

"No, no I shouldn't even say anything."

"Come on mom, I don't think there is much we 'can't say' to each other now." I pressed.

"Ya but, no never mind." She said, clearly not sure if she should say what was on her mind.

"Ok, you leave me no choice, no more sex ever again!" I joked.

"Eh, I don't think so sweetie! It's just I was thinking...well...with Michelle, and then me last night..."

"Ya, what is it mom?" I said, urging her to go on.

"Well you have quite a talent for consoling lonely hearts don't you?"

"Uh, sure, I guess..." I said unsure of what her point was.

"Well, since I'm going to be gone for the rest of the day...maybe we could find you someone else to, you know, 'console'." She said, air quoting that last word.

"Ya," I laughed. "Let's take out an ad in the paper and see who is interested. Or should we trawl the streets to find a candidate."

"Well smart ass, I kinda had somebody in mind. I'm just not sure what you would think, I wouldn't want you to feel obliged or anything. Plus I don't know how she would feel, especially since I would sort of be admitting what we did."

"Ok, who are we talking about mom." I asked.

"Your Aunt Susan." She replied.

So now at least I know this is only a dream I thought to myself. I could not believe what my mother had just said. We had sex last night and now here she was suggesting that I fuck her sister too. My aunt Susan had been alone for a long time now. When she got pregnant her boyfriend bailed and since the birth of her son I don't know if she had even dated. She certainly didn't have any serious relationships. Her son was 5 years old now.

Susan was 32 years of age, my mom's youngest sibling. She had long, curly strawberry blonde hair and lovely green eyes. She had always been really thin when I was young but hadn't gone back down to that size after the baby. She wasn't overweight though, in fact in many ways she was similar to my mother with her big tits and curvy frame. There is no way I would not want to sleep with her that's for sure.

"You're kidding right?" I asked my mother sitting down to eat my breakfast.

"Oh you don't want to? That's ok darling it was just a thought you..."

"Wait, it's not that...it's just...you would really want me to? You wouldn't feel cheated?"

"Not as long as you keep fucking me too." She replied casually.

"Well, I would like to, you think that Susan would be ok with it?"

"I know she needs to get laid, that's for sure." Mom smiled. "How she would feel about it being her nephew I don't know. I don't know what she would think about me and you doing it either. We can't exactly risk her telling people now can we? I have a plan though, but it's one that I would have to be here to execute. I'll tell you what, you decide. You can either screw me when I get home later or y..."

"Do I need to hear the other option?" I interrupted.

"Give me a chance. OR...," She continued. "You can be part of my plan and I'll make it up to you some time during the week, maybe even tomorrow if your father isn't home."

Of course I badly wanted to sleep with my mom again but her offer did include that anyway, maybe as soon as tomorrow, plus having sex with my aunt too tonight. I wasn't exactly sure what her plan was but I trusted her so it was a pretty easy choice.

"Well," I sighed making it seem like a tough choice. "I guess if you really want me to I will. So what's this plan of yours anyway?"

"That's great honey! Here's the plan..." She said picking up her cell phone.

She looked at her watch, aware that she should probably get going to work. I finished off my food as I waited for the other person to pick up.

"Hey Susan!" My mom said. It was my aunt on the phone, what the hell was she going to tell her?

"Ya I saw that. Listen," Mom said looking to hurry up the conversation. "You know how you were saying you needed a little fun? Well I know someone who would be perfect for some...no strings attached fun."

Mom winked at me as she said it. I stared intently, wondering how she was going to play this.

"Aw come on Susan, you deserve it. Look it can just be a one off thing or if you like it can be a regular occurrence."

I could see from the look on my mom's face that Susan wasn't all that comfortable with the idea.

"Well tonight actually. Look, just come to my place later when I get home from work. I'm alone for the weekend, the house is free. We can talk about it and if you want we can invite him over."

More silence as mom listened.

"Great!" She shouted. "I'll see you then so. Bye!"

Mom hung up the phone and gave me a triumphant look. It didn't seem to me as though Susan had been all too willing to go along with it. I asked my mom what she was so pleased about.

"She agreed to come over Eoin. Of course she wants this, she's just nervous that's all. I promise she won't back out once she's here. Besides," she whispered in my ear. "If she does, I'll just fuck you myself!"

With that she squeezed my cock, kissed me and walked out the door.

I paced around the house for most of the day, looking for anything to do to pass a bit of time. I even did some housework to try to take my mind off what was going to happen later. Inevitably I had also headed upstairs and logged onto literotica.com to look at some aunt/nephew stories and masturbated to them.

I went outside and got in my car. I drove it around the block and parked it on a different street, one that Susan wouldn't be travelling on her way to our house. I walked back home and glanced at the clock. 5p.m. I sat down and watched a movie, I wasn't exactly fully concentrated on it but it did pass another two hours. I had butterflies in my stomach by now, wondering what my mom's plan was exactly. I showered, again masturbating, hoping it would help me last longer later when I was fucking one of two beautiful women.

I was dressed and downstairs at about 7.20. At 7.30 Mom came in the door. She saw me on the couch and a look of relief crossed her face.

"Where's your car? I thought you were not home or something." She quizzed.

"Well you're here alone for the weekend mom, remember?" I pointed out.

"Jeez, I forgot about that." She said relieved. "Susan should be here by 8."

"If you didn't even think of the car thing how watertight is this plan mom?"

"Don't you worry about that honey, I have it all figured out."

"I hope so." I replied, unsure.

About ten before 8 my mom told me I should go upstairs and hide before my aunt got there. I went up to my room and pushed the door almost closed, not closing it fully to avoid making noise if I had to come out. I got a book and started reading, worried about the noise from the TV or laptop. Sure enough, about 8 o'clock I heard a car pull into the driveway. Mom opened the door and greeted Susan. I couldn't make out exactly what they were saying. I heard their voices fade. I guessed they were in the kitchen so I crept out to the landing to listen.

"I know. I do..."I heard Susan saying. "But I'm just not sure, I mean a total stranger? That's a bit weird."

"It's no different to meeting someone in a bar is it? Plus, it's not a stranger, it's someone I know and can vouch for." My mother reasoned.

"I just don't wanna regret it, that's all. Besides it's not as if you can vouch for him in the bedroom sis!" Susan joked.

"Yes I can." My mother responded casually.

"WHAT?!! You're a married woman Anne!" Susan said in disbelief.

"Not exactly happily married though, as you well know. Are you disappointed that I cheated?"

"Well, no." Susan said, "A little disappointed that you didn't tell me though!"

"It was pretty recent actually. I would have told you."

"So you slept with this guy and you don't mind the idea of me doing the same? Are you sure Anne?" Susan asked. "Who is he anyway?"

"Oh... well hears the thing. I...can't actually tell you." My mom explained. "He's married too you see and doesn't want his wife to find out. He knows I'm in the same situation but you're not. I'm sorry Susan, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just he wants to be careful. If ye both have fun then maybe things will change but for tonight it would have to be...discreet."

"Discreet? What are you talking about Anne? How do you expect me to sleep with someone if I'm not supposed to know who they are? I can see you know?" Susan pointed out.

"Ya, I was thinking maybe you could wear a blindfold?"

"A fucking blindfold? Why would I want to do that?" Susan said angrily.

"Well...why not? It would be kind of erotic don't you think? A mysterious stranger making love to you, being at his mercy. Being able to imagine anyone that you want."

"Well...I guess...I dunno. Maybe I should just find someone myself..."

"Come on Susan where has that got you?" My mother said sharply. "When was the last time you got laid? You trust me don't you? I wouldn't lead you astray. This WILL be great."

"I do trust you Anne...Oh God, I can't believe I'm doing this. Ok, promise me you're not jerking me around here." Susan said.

"I cross my heart, the sex will be great and it will be a night you will NEVER forget!" My mom said with certainty.

So that was her master plan? Have Susan wear a blindfold. I had to admit, it was simple but genius at the same time. I heard my mother invite her upstairs and quickly scurried back to my room. I watched through the keyhole as I heard them coming up the stairs. I saw my mother leading her past my room. Mom had a bottle of wine in her hand. Susan was wearing a low cut white lace top and a pair of tight fitting jeans. It was pretty casual but from what I could see she seemed to have her hair and makeup done up as if going out. I heard the bed as they sat on it and opened my door further to allow myself to hear better.

They were chatting away and having wine. They didn't seem to be in any hurry to get things under way. I heard Susan ask what 'his' name was and what 'he' looked like but my mom said she couldn't tell her any of that stuff. They carried on chatting for more than 30 minutes. The suspense was killing me. Eventually I heard my mom ask if she should go and call 'him'. There was a long pause before eventually Susan said yes. I punched the air in delight. My mom excused herself, saying that she couldn't make the call there in case she used his name. She came out of the room and locked the door behind her. That must have seemed a bit strange to Susan but it made me less nervous.

I stepped out into the hall as my mom approached. She had a big grin on her face. She grabbed my wrist and led me downstairs.

"He doesn't want his wife to find out so you have to wear a blindfold?" I laughed.

"Hey, it worked didn't it? Of course it sounds silly to you, you know the truth." She said.

"So how long is it gonna take me to get here?" I asked.

"Well you were in your car in the neighbourhood in case I called, so you should be here pretty soon I guess. I better get back up there I guess." She said, kissing me on the lips and hurrying up the stairs.

I heard the door unlock and she went inside. I guessed she would wait about 5 or 10 minutes so it wouldn't be a suspiciously short amount of time. I paced the kitchen, waiting for her to come back down. I thought about trying to sneak out so I could ring the doorbell but didn't want to risk the noise of opening a door.

The bedroom door opened again. It locked again. My mother crossed the landing and came down the stairs. I leaned against the kitchen door. She walked past me to the front door, trying not to laugh at the situation. She opened the front door.

"Hey! Come on in!" She said to absolutely nobody.

"I made her put the blindfold on but I will check it's still on before you go in ok?" She whispered to me before making some more idle conversation with the nonexistent stranger.

We went upstairs and mom urged me to wait at my room. She crept back to her room and unlocked the door. She turned and gave me a thumbs up.

"Ok, I'll go catch a movie or something. Have fun you too...and NO peaking Susan." She warned sternly.

She strode back down the hall. She stopped as she passed me. She told me to leave the door open. I headed for her bedroom. My heart skipped a beat as I thought about what was about to happen. I stopped at the bedroom door. I heard the front door open and close. Since she told me to leave the bedroom door open I guessed she hadn't actually left the house. I silently opened the door to the cupboard next to mom's room and closed it before I slipped into her room. It should have been enough to convince Susan it was the bedroom door closing, maybe even make mom worry I had closed it. Susan sat up on the bed hearing the door close.

"Hello?" She said, more of a question than a greeting. I was frozen in place. I was scared to speak.

"Hi." I responded in as Susanp a voice as I could muster.

Susan was now wearing a nightie. I guessed mom must have given it to her. It was a white silk garment that barely reached below her waist. The blindfold covered her eyes but I could still see most of her face. She looked nervous, excited and a little bit scared all at once. The emotions mixed together to create an innocent yet erotic expression. I was nervous about this whole situation. We were tricking my aunt into committing incest and as she was wearing a blindfold the emphasis was on me to get things started. I wasn't sure what to do. I sat on the bed. I reached out and touched her leg. She flinched at the touch, her other senses no doubt heightened by her lack of sight. I rubbed up and down her smooth legs slowly, enjoying the feel of the freshly shaved skin. I ran my hand up the inside of her thigh all the way to the top. The tip of my fingers brushed against her pussy and I moved back down. I repeated this process, rubbing as far as her pussy and back down. Susan squirmed on the bed, her body aching to be touched more. My hand reached the top of her leg again. I paused, gently massaging her inner thigh. She put her hand on mine and slid it across to her pussy. I let my finger trace the outline of her lips. I could feel the wetness already.

I moved further on to the bed. My fingers continued to work their way around her pussy as I moved my face towards my aunt's. I kissed her softly on the lips. Her lips parted, inviting mine to continue. We kissed again, our lips crashing together as our tongues danced in between. Susan's hands moved all over my face and hair as a woman deprived of sight tried to identify this mystery man. For a brief second I feared she would know it was me but dismissed the thought. We continued to kiss as I moved my body between her legs, my probing fingers replaced by my body weight which now grinded against my aunt. Susan grabbed my ass, pulling the bulge in my pants closer to her, dry humping my crotch as she raised her body off the bed. I began to kiss her neck, running my tongue from her shoulder up behind her ear. I moved back down, leaving a trail of soft bites on her neck. I licked my way up once more and began to chew on her earlobe. My tongue flicked back and forth over the soft skin. Susan put her hand under my shirt, running her fingers over my abs and chest. She was wriggling underneath me as I went back to work on her neck, licking, kissing, nibbling and finally locking my lips back on hers. She moaned in approval as I slid my tongue into her mouth.

I slid down her body as she reached around with a hand, feeling for me. I slid my hands under her ass, lifting the flimsy nightie. I could see her beautiful pink pussy staring back at me. I moved my head towards it and Susan gasped as she felt my breath on her most sensitive of areas. I reached out with my tongue, gently probing at her lips, causing her to jump. I licked again, quick flicks of the tongue teasing her. I moved closer my tongue starting at the opening of her pussy and licking up over her clit. Susan was breathing heavily now as I went to work on her, licking frantically at her protruding clit. I slid a finger inside her opening. She was soaking and I quickly slipped another in, fucking her with them as I licked hungrily at her clit.

"Oh that's it" She moaned."Keep licking me."

M aunt was unknowingly urging her nephew to eat her pussy. I was in no mood to disappoint. I took her clit in my mouth, sucking it gently as I jammed my fingers Susanp inside her. Susan had her legs around my neck now, pulling my face into her cunt. Her moans got louder as she wriggled about underneath me. I was licking frantically at her clit once more as I finger fucked her.

"Ya! Keep going, right there! Don't stop licking me, don't stop...Oh, Oh, OOHHH!!"

Her hands were holding my head against her as she came. I continued to lick gently as she started to relax. I had made my aunt come with my tongue and she had no idea. This was incredible and my cock was as hard as a rock. It was as if Susan was reading my mind.

"I need a cock," She blurted. "I need a cock SSSOO bad!"

She sat up, feeling for me. She put her hands on my shoulder using me as leverage to get on her knees. She ran her hands over my body, searching for her target. She moved down my belly and brushed over the bulge in my pants. She quickly doubled back, her hand stopping on my cock. She breathed in sharply, running her palm up and down the length of it.

"Mmmm, a nice big one! It should fill me up real nice." She moaned. "...Just like my sister!"

Hearing her remind me that I had inSusand fucked my mother turned me on, especially as she had no clue who she was talking to. She began to tug at my pants. I stepped off the bed to help, sliding them down and stepping out of them. I stood at the edge of the bed naked. I reached out and took Susan's hand. I placed it on my now exposed cock. Her mouth opened and her eyebrows raised just above the blindfold. She stroked my cock, again relying on feel to do the job her eyes normally would. I glanced toward the door and almost came on Susan's hand. My mom had crept back into the room and was standing by the door in her underwear, with her hand down her panties. She had a big smile on her face as Susan lay flat on her stomach pulling me closer to the bed. Pulling my cock closer to her luscious lips.

"Put it in my mouth baby, give me that cock." She said.

I slid the head of my cock into her waiting mouth and she went to work on it. She wrapped her hand around the base as she sucked frantically at the first few inches. Her free hand grabbed my ass pulling me closer as she took more of me into her mouth. A mixture of saliva and pre cum dripped as she licked and sucked sloppily, like a woman who hadn't had a cock in decades and might never have one again. I looked at my mom once more. She had taken off her panties now and I could see she had two fingers jammed Susanp inside her as her free hand worked on a nipple. My aunt had my cock down her throat as my mother watched, masturbating. I wanted to scream in pleasure, let her know how good her mouth felt on my rock hard dick and yet I couldn't.Susan began to work my cock even better, engulfing my whole member in her mouth. I worried about how to get her to stop without speaking before I came. Just then my mother moved. Just a step at first, then two. She paused. She seemed to be weighing up a decision. Then she moved again, walking quietly right up next to me. She looked at Susan, then reached down and pulled off her blindfold in one quick motion. Susan looked shocked.

"Anne! You were watching that's disgus..." She stopped mid sentence.

Her eyes shifted to me. They widened further still as a horrified look crossed her face. Her eyes moved down my body to the base of my cock and followed the length of it to where it stopped inches from her face, as if still hoping it might belong to someone else.

"Wh...What have you done? Jesus, what have you made ME do!? Oh fuck!" She gasped.

"I felt you should know whose cock was in your mouth, whose cock will make you come over and over again. It's only fair." My mom responded calmly.

"My God Anne, you arranged for my nephew...YOUR OWN SON to fuck me? What were you thin..." Again she paused mid sentence, something more pressing troubling her. "When you said you could vouch for this guy in bed. You didn't."

"Oh that was one thing I wasn't lying about. He fucked me last night and I can't wait to fuck him again. It was SOOO good. Tonight is your night though, I'll just watch." She said calmly.

"Are you crazy? You think I'm going to go through with this now that I know?" Susan asked.

"Well that soaking wet, neglected cunt of yours tells me you will. Look how wet it is."

"It doesn't matter, ITS WRONG."

"Is it? Tell me that again after having that cock Susanp inside you and I'll believe you." My mom said, nodding towards my cock still inches from her face.

If there was anything the previous night with mom thought me it was don't allow doubts time to grow. I rolled Susan over and mounted her facing the wrong way. I dove straight for her pussy spreading her legs and assaulting it with my tongue.

"No, Eoin stop it. This is wrong, it's so fucking wrong." Susan shrieked.

Mom walked towards her calmly reassuring her. "It's not wrong Susan. Believe me, it's so fucking right. Look at that beautiful cock."

My cock was hanging in front of her face as she was trapped under me. My mom continued to encourage her, recounting her experience. The electricity, the passion, the pleasure. I worked my tongue inside Susan's pussy as my own mom talked up my love making skills to my aunt.

"Take a taste Susan." Mom whispered, "Now that you know who that massive dick belongs to, go ahead enjoy it."

She was slowly wearing away at her sister and before long I felt her warm mouth envelop my cock again, taking me Susanp in her throat.

"Good girl," mom cooed. "Now fuck my son!"

I stopped dead when I heard this. I slid out of Susan's mouth and rolled off her. I knelt on the bed and pulled her ankles to reposition her. She said nothing and appeared to be in shock. Her eyes were glazed as I spread her legs and plunged my prick Susanp inside her. The full length of it slid into her tight pussy she was so wet. She wasn't long breaking out of her trance as her eyes widened in surprise. I wasted no time thrusting in and out of her, eager to please before she had a chance to argue. Her tense muscles slowly relaxed as I pounded into her time and again. My mom was next to the bid working frantically on her own twat as her son fucked her sister.

"Fuck her Eoin! Fuck her like you fucked mommy last night. He's so good isn't he?" she said.

"Ya, so good...so good." Was all Susan could manage.

She lifted her legs high in the air, giving me better access to her pussy as her breathing quickened. She seemed resigned to the fact that she was now knowingly fucking her nephew and allowed herself to enjoy it. I slowed my thrusts, grinding against her as I slid slowly in and out of her. She took the chance to lift her upper body and wrap her hands around my neck. She held my face close, kissing me.

"Fuck me Eoin," she said confirming she had no more objections. "Make me cum baby!"

I pulled out of her taking her by surprise. I rolled her over on her belly and pulled her onto her knees. I was about to put my cock back into her but stopped. Instead I repositioned her to face my mom. I grabbed my cock and rammed it back inside her, already missing the velvet feel of her pussy. I began to pound her hard from behind as we watched my mom finger fuck herself to our show. It wasn't long before I reached a good rhythm again, Susan pushing her ass back to meet every thrust, desperate to take me as Susanp as she could.

"Mmmm, you were right Anne," she said. "You're son's a fucking stud." She moaned.

"He made me cum so much," mom replied. "I never wanted to stop."

"Oh...OOOHHH, he's gonna...Aggghhh...make me cum too!"

Hearing them discuss me sexually was driving me crazy, I was close to cumming but really wanted to make Susan cum too. Mom was in overdrive by now, with three fingers working in and out of her pussy. Susan was bucking, milking my cock, desperate to cum on a cock for the first time in who knows how long.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum!" I moaned.

"Not yet darling! Hang on for me, please hang on!"

I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold off as I pistoned in and out of her, our bodies crashing off each other like waves.

"So close! You're gonna make me CUM sweetie! DON'T...STOP...FUCKING...ME!!!"

I couldn't hold it any longer as I felt my balls empty. I continued fucking her as my cock filled her with my cum. She was thrusting back, grunting loudly as her orgasm washed over her.

"Yes...Yes...YES!" she cried. " I'm cumming! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!!!"

She froze as her orgasm swept through her body, her screams surely audible to anyone within a mile radius. Mom continued masturbating as she too came. I collapsed back on the bed, my cock slipping out of Susan with a plop. A mixture of sweat and both our juices shone at the entrance to Susan's cunt. My mom was the first to speak.

"Is it still wrong Susan?" She asked.

"Oh...God...Thank you!" Was all she could manage.

Mom said, "I guess were gonna have to learn to share..."

I woke up at about 10am Sunday morning. Just like the previous day I wondered had the previous day's events been just a dream. I had now fucked my neighbour, my mother and now also my aunt. It was easy to see why I might have a hard time believing it was actually happening. I climbed out of bed and into the shower. I washed myself wondering when I would come crashing back to earth. Dad was supposed to be home from his business trip today which would make things tricky with Mom and I hadn't spoken to Michelle since Thursday night and wasn't sure how she felt about our relationship. Just when I was getting used to this constantly fucking sexy women thing, it could stop all of a sudden. I shut off the shower and dried myself off. I got dressed and headed downstairs, following the delicious smell emanating from the kitchen.

I was surprised to see Susan sitting at the kitchen table when I got there. I was so exhausted last night I had fallen asleep, I assumed she had headed home.

"I was too tired to drive home," she said answering the question she could see I was thinking. "Your Grandparents were only too happy to keep Tyler for an extra day anyway."

Mom walked towards me and planted a big kiss on me, taking me by surprise. I found myself blushing; I wondered why it made me a bit uncomfortable doing that in front of my aunt when I had fucked my aunt last night as my mom watched. I sat down at the kitchen table.

"I don't get any kiss?" Susan asked, throwing her hands in the air in an exaggerated gesture.

"Oh, sorry!" I said hurrying around to kiss her.

The changing relationships with these women were still hard to get used to. Mom served breakfast. I shovelled it down quickly as her and Susan talked about work and how my cousin Tyler was getting on at school. They were interrupted by the ringing of the phone. Mom answered it cheerily. She stood there listening to whoever was on the other line. Her eyes turned to me and a smile crossed her face as she listened.

"No that's fine. Goodbye." She said curtly as she put down the receiver.

"That was your father. It seems his work is going to take a bit longer than he thought. He won't be home today." She said smiling.

My mind instantly turned to what she had said yesterday when discussing her plan to seduce Susan. She told me she would fuck me the next time we got a chance, including today if Dad wasn't around.

"Aw, that's a shame!" I said sarcastically.

Susan got up and said that she wanted to take a shower before leaving. She left the room and headed upstairs. My mom walked around behind me as I finished my breakfast. She leaned over my shoulder putting her hands on my chest. "I'm getting wet already thinking about spending the whole day with you." She said.

"Mmmm, it's gonna be great." I replied. "You know..."

"Yes?" She asked.

"We could always invite Susan to stay a while longer, if you don't mind I mean."

"To watch?" Mom asked surprised.

"Well, she could do more than watch I guess."

"Join in?" Mom said. "That sounds a bit weird."

"Eh, excuse me." I scoffed. "You fucked your own son and then tricked your sister into fucking him too. I don't think you are in a position to be calling my idea weird."

"Oh so you think that fucking my own son is wrong?" She teased.

"I think someone who considers sharing a man with her sister weird probably should think that, that's all."

"I guess it's not a bad idea actually." She said. "I've always wondered what it would be like with another woman, it might as well be one I know and love right?"

"Now you're talking mom!"

I put my plate in the dishwasher and followed mom into the living room. She put on the TV, but no sooner had she sat down than she was back up again. She told me to watch TV and she would be right back. She scurried out of the room and up the stairs. I put on the highlights of the game I had missed the previous night. I usually hated missing games and having to rely on highlights but in this case I wasn't too upset about it. After a few minutes I heard the shower upstairs shut off. Another few minutes later and the hairdryer was running in the spare room. Susan came down the stairs and in to the living room 10 minutes later. She asked where mom was. She had said she would be straight back and that was almost 20 minutes ago. Susan sat down on the chair, waiting to say goodbye before she went home. She had barely sat down when we heard mom coming down the stairs. She walked into the living room and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. She was wearing a low cut white cotton top that barely contained her breasts, a short knee length leather skirt and a pair of heels. I had never seen my mom dressed so provocatively.

Susan stood up to hug her before leaving but mom walked past her striding purposefully to the couch where I sat. She stood right in front of me, her heaving chest inches from my face as her hands roamed through my hair. I ran my hands over her firm ass and down the backs of her smooth legs. I was sitting right on the edge of the couch and she gently pushed me back and quickly straddled me. She leaned forward and put her tongue in my mouth. I sucked frantically on her lips as her body pressed against my erection. We kissed passionately as Susan stood at the door watching. Our hands were roaming all over each other's bodies. It had only been two days since we had first made love but already now I was desperate to have her again. She stopped kissing me and stood up. She kept staring at me with lust in her eyes as she walked towards Susan. Eventually she turned and looked at her sister. "So, Eoin had an idea earlier." She said.

"What idea?" Susan asked, still a little taken back by my mother's forwardness.

"Well, did you enjoy yourself last night? Is it something you would be interested in doing again?"

"Absolutely!" Susan said, "Why would I want to give up great sex like that? Fucking me again hardly counts as a great idea."

"Well there was a bit of a difference to be fair." Mom said, gently stroking Susan's arm.

"Which was?" She asked.

"That...maybe you could stay a while longer...maybe we could...share." Mom said.

"Oh!" Susan gasped. "And you agree? Ya know...you would be ok with that?"

"Yes. Actually yes." Mom replied. "Have you not ever wondered what it would be like? With another woman?"

"Of course, I just never expected it to be my sister I guess..." Susan said.

"Ya but you probably never expected to fuck your nephew either. I certainly never expected to fuck my son!" Mom argued.

I was in dream world listening to this. I had never been with two women, and after the last couple of nights there are no two women I would want more than these two. Susan was looking at mom now, looking at what she was wearing.

"Well, I feel a little under dressed for a special occasion like this; especially with that outfit you're wearing." Susan said.

"Well, you can help yourself to something from my wardrobe if you like." Mom told her. "I guess I'll stay here and make sure Eoin doesn't escape. We'll join you in a few minutes."

With that Susan left and hurried up the stairs to change. Mom turned her attention to me once more. She beckoned me to join her with her finger. I got up off the couch and walked across to her. I took her in my arms and we kissed again. She moaned as our lips met. We kissed more tenderly this time. Our tongues swirled around as our lips locked.

"Ooohhh, I can't wait to feel you inside me again!" She cooed.

That turned me on so much. My cock was rock hard in my pants. Mom pointed out that we had a few minutes to spare to allow Susan to pick something out and get changed. She grabbed my cock. She looked me in the eyes and ran her tongue across her lips. Suddenly she dropped to her knees. She began to unzip my pants and slid them down my legs. She took my cock in her hand. I was desperate now to feel her mouth on my cock. I had never been so turned on in my life. She reached out and licked my cock. She ran her tongue up and down the length of it. She sucked it into her mouth and took almost all of it in her throat at once. She was almost as desperate to suck me off as I was for her to do it. She was working my stiff cock expertly now, deepthroating me with long strokes. She was an expert cocksucker and it wasn't long until I felt as if I was going to cum. I was desperate for release and she must have sensed it. Her eyes met mine and she nodded in encouragement. She quickened the pace, sucking hard and holding my cock in her mouth for longer. I grabbed the back of her head and held her face close and my dick in her throat.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna...CUM! Mom you're making me cum!!"

With her hands on my ass she held me in her mouth as I shot my load deep into her throat. She almost gagged I came so much, but she swallowed every drop of it. She released my cock and wiped her arm across her mouth. She gently licked the last of my cum off my cock and got to her feet.

"Mmmm, you taste delicious sweetie." She said.

"God, you're amazing!" I replied.

"Come on, your aunt is waiting for us." She said, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the stairs.