Seducing My Son 5

It had been quite and exciting week around our house. I had shared some of the most thrilling sexual experiences of my life with my husband and my son, and I was planning on taking it further tonight. All I had to do was conjure the memory of the two most special guys in my life sucking each other off and I was ready to cream in my pants.

I was lying on my bed lightly stroking my pussy lips and waiting for my son Evan. I decided that instead of rolling around in the cramped space on my son’s bedroom floor, we should spend this evening in our king size bed instead. My husband Don came out of the bathroom, fresh from his shower, and joined me on the bed.

“What have you got there, babe?” he asked.

“A very wet pussy.”

“Yum!” He went down for a taste and I snapped my legs shut before he could get there.

“No you don’t,” I smiled. “I don’t want you to spoil your appetite.”

“Aw, you’re saving all the good stuff for your son. I’m jealous.”

“Hon, you’re not really are you?” I asked worried. This was one of the problems I anticipated and prayed wouldn’t cause trouble between us.

“Jealous? Naw, I’m kidding with you.” He kissed one of my nipples, and I was somewhat relieved.

“I know we talked about it before,” I said, “but that was when it was a fantasy. Now that it’s real, you have to be honest with me if you’re having doubts or hurt feelings.”

“To be honest, I wasn’t crazy about the idea at the start. I know you had an intuition that Evan might be gay, but I knew for sure that I certainly wasn’t. But I trust you, and I want to make you happy, so I went along with your perverted little family affair.”

“You think it’s perverted?”

“Let me finish. And, yes, what we’re doing is the textbook definition of perverted.” He kissed my other nipple before going on. “Listening in on Evan and you masturbating together that first night, then actually watching our son make love to you the next night, was more of a turn on than I ever expected. But, I never felt one iota of jealousy, or anything remotely like it.”

“It was the same for me watching you two making each other cum,” I said dreamily. “It’s like we’re all together in a way that we could never be with anyone else. There’s no competition, or head games, and we can just be free to enjoy each other’s bodies.”

“I want to enjoy your body right now, lady.”

Don climbed on top of me, kissing and nibbling my neck as he did. I giggled and tried to fight him off, but he was too strong (and I really didn’t want to win this contest). He got in between my legs and plowed his hard-on right into my dripping pussy. It was madly exciting to have him take me like that, so crazy with passion he absolutely had to have me right that moment.

Evan came into our room just as we got started. He was naked, his hair still damp from the shower.

“Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad.” He was as casual as could be despite the fact that he just walked in on his parents having sex. That made me feel good all over for some reason.

“Hey, buddy, c’mon in,” Don said without missing a beat.

“Your Dad couldn’t wait to put his cock in my pussy. Do you want to watch us fuck?”

“Sure, I haven’t seen you guys do it yet. You look real sexy with your legs spread like that, Mom.”

“Thanks, honey. Why don’t you get down behind your father where you can see?”

Evan moved to the foot of the bed and situated himself.

“Can you see all right?” I asked my son while my husband continued to thrust himself into me.

“A little, but not really,” Evan answered. I raised my feet up into the air, and Don adjusted up and forward. “How’s that, honey?”

“Perfect.”

“Can you see Dad’s cock going in and out of my pussy?”

“Yeah, I can see everything.”

“Touch my pussy, baby.