Linda’s discovery – part 3b

Linda’s discovery – part 3b ( Incest stories for Adults only)

When he went inside I immediately turned to Annie and said “Listen. I need to tell you something,” I started. “I told Mark about the time that you were over here and listened in when he and I were talking on the phone.”

“Seriously?” she gasped. “What did he say?”

I laughed. “Let’s just say that he took it well. I don’t think his dick has gotten soft ever since I told him.”

We both giggled like school girls at a slumber party. The wine was obviously having its effect.

“Does he know that I have fantasized about Tom the way you have about him?” she asked in a hushed tone, as though Mark could hear us through the door.

I smiled. “I think I may have mentioned that too,” I coyly laughed. “But it was only after he told me that he knows Tom has the same thoughts,” I whispered.

“Oh my god,” she sighed.

At that moment Mark reappeared and topped off our glasses. For the first time all night the conversation was muted as both Annie and I day dreamed about fucking our boys.

After a few minutes, Annie stood up and said “I think I better get going. I will leave you two to catch up some more.”

“Don’t go,” I begged. “Mark and I were about to get in the hot tub. Why don’t you join us?”

I looked at Mark and he had a wide-eyed look on his face. “We were?” he asked, laughing.

“Sure. Why not?” I offered. “It’s beautiful night. Honey, go turn the heater on and get the hot tub toasty for us.”

Mark wasn’t the only one looking at me wide-eyed. As he scampered off to warm the hot tub, I turned to Anne and saw her still standing with a look of incredulity on her face.

“What are you doing?” she whispered. “Don’t you want to spend some ‘alone time’ with Mark?”

“Of course,” I smiled. “And after you leave I plan on doing exactly that. But I also know that he would love having two over-sexed women fawning over him. Come on, it’ll be fun,” I coaxed.

“I don’t know,” Anne said, sitting down and taking another deep gulp of her wine. “I’m guessing you aren’t planning on me borrowing one of your swim suits, are you?” she smirked.

“Hey – wear whatever you want,” I started. “In fact, if you want, just leave your bra and panties on. But something tells me the general idea is working for you,” I smiled, looking at her nipples now clearly hard through her shirt and bra.

We both laughed as Mark returned, the hot tub roaring in the background.

“What’s so funny?” he smiled.

“Oh nothing,” I said, smiling at Annie. “Tom’s mom was just showing me that she kind of likes the idea of the hot tub.”

She and I both started giggling like school girls again. Mark didn’t seem to get the joke until he looked at Anne’s chest and could see how she was “showing” her pleasure. He actually blushed.

We all sat for a few more minutes, waiting for the spa to heat up. Mark was now shirtless, wearing only his gym shorts. I could see that his dick was tenting in his shorts even though he was trying to be discrete in front of Anne.

“So, Annie, when Tom comes back home for the weekend we need to plan a get together… just the four of us,” I prodded.

“Yeah, that would be cool,” Mark said. I could see him still eyeing his Annie’s tits.

“I’m sure you boys have some catching up to do,” Annie offered. “Maybe swap some stories about college life?”

“More like swap some panties,” I laughed. “I bet you didn’t know that our boys have traded our panties with each other, did you?”

Mark looked at me quickly, blushing, and then at Anne to see her reaction.

Anne took another gulp of her wine, smiled and said “I guess Tom failed to mention that. I hope you liked them Mark.”

Poor Mark. He didn’t know what to say. He mumbled something incoherent as Annie and I laughed.

“I’m sure that he did. I know that you enjoyed mine, didn’t you baby?” I said, putting my hand on Mark’s thigh.

I could see Mark’s cock jump in his shorts when I touched him. And then he smiled, sensing that he was being ganged up on. “Many times,” he laughed, silently acknowledging that he was out numbered here.

I stood up and peeled my halter top off, my breasts now free in the night air. “I think the hot tub is warm enough for us now,” I said, feeling a little wobbly standing up so quickly.

Both Mark and Anne sat for a second, looking at me topless not knowing what to do next. I stepped out of my shorts and stood there in my cranberry red thong.

Anne was the next to move. She stood up and took off her shirt and shorts, standing in her matching pink bra and panties she said “Well, I think that I’m drunk enough. Let’s go Linda.” She took my hand and we walked hand in hand to the hot tub. Mark sat rooted to his deck chair with his mouth slightly agape, watching me and my best friends asses sway on the way to the spa.

Anne looked back over her shoulder and let out a small laugh at his dumbfounded look. “Come on Mark,” she said, taking her hand from mine and giving me a light pat on my butt. “I know that you want some of this.”

I blushed at her brazenness, but we both laughed as he sprung from his chair and almost caught up to us as she and I stepped into the hot waters of the spa.

I like to think Anne and I had tried to keep at least some sense of decency as she was still in her lingerie and I was, at least, wearing my thong even though I was topless in front of my son and her.

Mark made no such pretense. As he stepped to the side of the spa, he yanked his gym shorts down and his hard cock stuck straight out in all its glory.

“Sorry ladies,” he smiled. “I didn’t have a clean pair of boxers to wear under my shorts.”

As he stepped in I could see the look of lust in Annie’s eyes. And I am sure, had she torn her eyes away from his beautiful body, that she would have seen the same in mine.

We all settled in to the hot tub, each with our wine. Anne sat across from Mark and me in the hot tub, watching us with a voyeuristic look in her eyes. I could feel my leg rubbing against Mark’s and looked down to see my hard nipples were barely visible right at the water’s edge.

I reached down with my free hand and put it on Mark’s leg under the water. My movement was obscured by the bubbles of the water and the lack of light in the pool, but Anne knew something must be up because Mark suddenly gasped when I touched him. I smiled and moved my hand slightly up his thigh until I felt his balls against my little finger and I heard him let out a soft moan. He turned to me and smiled and then leaned in to kiss me.

I didn’t care that Annie was watching as I took his tongue into my mouth and we kissed like two lovers. When I opened my eyes I saw Anne setting her wine glass on the back of the spa and lean forward to take her bra off. She threw it over the side and I saw one of her hands begin to caress her left breast. My hand went higher on Mark’s leg and I felt his hard cock. This time his moan was audible enough for both of us to hear.

I put my glass down and maneuvered so that I was now facing my son, straddling his leg, grinding my pussy into his thigh, my hand still on his dick. I looked back at Annie and saw her watching my every move, her eyes glazed over, playing with her tits now with both hands.

God, my pussy was on fire. It felt so good to rub my clit against the muscles of his leg, I knew I could cum if I kept this up. But I wasn’t ready for that just yet.

I reached back to Annie with my left hand, beckoning her towards me. She held out her hand and grasped mine. I pulled her from her seated position to move so that she was now standing next to where my son was sitting, facing me. I put my hand behind her head and drew her into me, kissing her. At first it was just our lips touching, but after only a few seconds, our tongues were deep inside each other’s mouths. One of her hands reached up and palmed my tit, her fingers closing around my nipple. With that movement, now I was the one moaning audibly and she increased both her tongue action in my mouth and her movements with her fingers.

Mark’s hands had been still to that point, keeping one hand holding his wine glass and the other on the bench of the spa. Now he reached back and set his glass down and began to rub his left hand on my bare back and the part of my ass that he could reach while I still ground my clit against his thigh. With his other he tentatively reached out and put it on Anne’s back, stroking it and moving down to the small of her back, barely grazing against her panties and back up, not sure how far he could let his hands go with his best friends mom.

Anne helped him define the boundaries – or lack thereof. She broke off our kiss, leaving me breathless for a moment and yanked her panties off, dragging them across Mark’s face with a smile as she threw them to the side. She then straddled his other leg as I was doing and leaned toward me offering me her nipple to suck on. She looked me in the eyes and said, “I’d feel bad about asking you to share your son with me, but I hope you’re okay with this.”

I grinned and could feel Mark’s hard cock twitch in my hand. “As long Mark doesn’t mind,” I said, now leaning down to take her nipple in my mouth.

Annie smiled also, knowing – as I did – that not only did Mark not mind, he was loving watching two “hot” women play with each other’s tits. I could see Mark out of the corner of my eye intently watching me suck on the nipple of my best friend. “Oh god,” Annie sighed. “That feels really good.”

I felt the movement of the water roiling as she rubbed her naked pussy against his leg faster now. I knew she wanted to cum. I could also sense that this was starting to overwhelm my son as his cock was beginning to swell. But I didn’t want to let his seed be wasted by floating around in the water. I had better plans for it.

I got off his leg and, to Annie’s chagrin, stood Mark up and moved him behind me. “Take mommy’s panties off baby,” I said breathlessly. Anne had returned momentarily to sit in the hot tub facing us now and watched as my son pulled my panties down my legs as I stepped out of them. Mark handed me the panties and I smiled as I handed them to Annie. She took them and put the wet crotch in her mouth and tried to suck whatever juices she could taste through the chlorinated water soaked panties.

“Move up here,” I told her, patting the limestone cap surrounding the top of the hot tub.

She sat on the cap, now totally out of the water except for her feet. I put both of my hands on either side of her hips on the cap. “I want you to have a good seat for this,” I breathed, leaning forward so that I was now bent at the waist, Mark still standing behind me.

I looked over my shoulder at my son, alternately staring at my ass that was still submerged in the water and Anne’s pussy that was clearly visible as she spread her legs in front of my face. “I think we need to show Annie how a son fucks his mom baby,” I said huskily. “Fuck mama now.”

I saw Mark glance up at Anne and then back down at me and he smiled. With that I felt his hard dick enter me with no resistance on my part. My pussy was soaking wet and it had nothing to do with the water from the hot tub. “Oh god,” I moaned, leaning forward some more as he rammed his dick in me as far as he could go. My face was now just inches from Anne’s pussy and I saw her fingers from her right hand move to her clit and began to move it in a circular pattern.

I was so close I could smell her pussy and couldn’t contain myself from tasting it. I moved forward a bit more, my son moving with me, still fucking me, water splashing on the sides from his rocking in and out.

My tongue replaced her fingers and I tasted another woman’s pussy for the first time in twenty years. I have to admit that ever since that night that she offered me her cum soaked finger, I had been thinking about doing exactly this. It tasted heavenly. Even more so because this time I tasted her while my son watched.

Anne groaned deeply and used one of her hands to support her on the cap of the hot tub and the other went behind my head to make sure I didn’t change my mind. But I had no such intention. I loved the dual ecstasy of having my pussy fucked by my son and tasting my best friends’ pussy at the same time.

I felt my stomach begin to tighten and I knew that I was very near an orgasm. I moaned into Annie’s pussy as I felt the waves inside me start to crest. Anne tightened her grip on the back of my head and held me tightly against her pussy, my tongue flicking wildly back and forth up and down on her clit. She closed her thighs around my head and let out a low guttural moan and I could taste her juices as they seeped from her pussy.

Her orgasm pushed me over the edge and I felt my pussy muscles contract around Mark’s cock, still sliding back and forth in me and I came in an intense orgasm. This caused Mark to be the last in our three person domino to fall and he grabbed my hips and jammed his cock in as far as it could go and began to shoot his sperm in me. I took my mouth off of Annie’s pussy long enough to gasp when I felt the force of his orgasm and my legs began to buckle. He stayed inside me until he could cum no more and I felt him soften until he couldn’t stay inside me anymore.

Annie must have been watching all of this unfold because as soon as he slipped out she took my hand and beckoned me to stand up so that I was now standing on the limestone cap, each of my feet on either side of her as she sucked his juices out of my pussy. In less than a minute of her tongue lashing, I was cumming again, almost unable to stand after it ended.

When my orgasm did end I sat beside her on the capstone, both of our swollen red pussies on display for my son, who had collapsed back and sat on the far side of the spa watching his mom get his cum sucked out of her by his best friends mom. It must have been quite the sight. As Anne and I tried to regain our breath I looked at him and we both smiled at each other. I knew that I needed to have him inside me at least once more before he went back to school the next day but I also knew that I would have to wait for at least a little bit.

I turned to Anne sitting next to me. “Aren’t you glad you didn’t go home now,” I smiled.

She laughed and kissed me on the lips. “You have no idea how glad I am,” she said.

The next morning Mark and I had another breathtaking session in bed. For the first time, there didn’t seem to be any animalistic urge on the part of either of us and what ensued was a long, tender, sensual, love-making hour. I was positively glowing when we finished.

Before he left for college he and I also discussed the events of the previous evening. We both knew that Tom and Anne wanted to fulfill each of their fantasies, but that neither of them was – so far – willing to risk making the first move. I figured that Annie would appreciate any assistance that I could lend in making this happen and Mark and I strategized about how that might work. In the end, we agreed that Mark would talk to Tom about limited parts of the preceding night. We didn’t know how Tom might react to hearing that Mark had seen Anne completely naked or having lesbian sex before Tom got a chance to participate. Therefore Mark would limit his description to the three of us sharing a hot tub in our underwear and that Anne and I were apparently flirting with him. And finally that, in Mark’s opinion, both Anne and I would be open to taking it further. Mark had a devilish smile on his face as the plan blossomed and said that he was positive it would set the tone for a great weekend when they both returned home.

As he was packing up his car Anne stopped over and handed Mark a pair of her panties and told him that she thought of him that morning as she was cumming in them, calling it a small token of her appreciation for sharing his mom with her last night. I laughed and told her that her panties, along with the ones that I had let him take back, should keep him well stocked until both of our boys came home in a couple of weeks. I also told Anne of the plan that Mark and I had concocted and could see that she was truly appreciative and excited about Mark’s willingness to help bring her and her son closer to living out their fantasies.

In the following two weeks Mark and I had to resort to mutual masturbation over the phone to satisfy our insatiable sexual appetites for each other. Now these conversations frequently included mentions of Anne and I going down on each other, or Mark fucking Anne, or Tom fucking me. Nothing seemed to be off limits while we were on the phone. All of this only increased the anticipation that he and I had for his return. Mark did speak with Tom several times over the following weeks and told him the edited version of his night with Anne and me. He told me that Tom was “stoked” to get home and see if there was any way that he might be able to emulate what Mark had the opportunity to live out.

Of course, Anne and I spoke frequently also. I updated her on Mark’s and Tom’s conversation and assured her that my only interest was in helping she and Tom fulfill their mutual fantasies.

The day that Mark and Tom were to return home couldn’t come fast enough for me. Anne and I spoke almost every day and I knew that she was both nervous and excited too. We had already decided that she and Tom would join us for dinner the night he came home. When that Friday finally rolled around, the hands on the clock moved like slow molasses. I worked from home that day, as did Anne – although “work” hardly described my day. My mind was on little else than having my son home with me and sharing my bed that night.

Mark came bursting through the back door about 4:00 that afternoon and I greeted me with a kiss that curled my toes. His hands were all over me and I could already feel his hard cock press against me. I had already showered and changed to the clothes I was to wear that evening, choosing a loose short skirt and button up blouse over my matching white lingerie. The panties and bra that I had chosen were especially feminine, made of silk with a pretty lace pattern. The bra was sheer enough that my hard nipples were evident as Mark ran his hands over them as we kissed just inside the back door leading to the garage. I so wanted to fuck him right there, but knew we had a limited amount of time until Tom and Anne joined us so we had to content ourselves with kissing and grinding against each other in the breakfast area with our clothes on for the time being.

Mark showered and dressed and ran to the store for some last minute items for dinner and returned just before Tom and Anne came through the back door.

“Knock, knock,” she called out as they entered. “Look who I have,” she beamed, obviously happy and proud to show off her handsome son.

“Hey Mrs. T,” Tom said as I approached them.

I greeted both of them with a kiss on the cheek and the boys stood around the kitchen, catching us up on their college lives as Anne and I put dinner together. Anne looked very cute in her short skirt and pullover top. I smiled to myself wondering if she had chosen her lingerie as carefully as I had. We let the boys drink beer while she and I shared a bottle of wine. Both of us were so giddy, and probably a little nervous about how the night may play out, that the wine flowed a little faster than the beer, but no one cared.

Dinner was pasta with a light cream sauce with various vegetables mixed in. Not too heavy, but filling. We sat at the table for probably thirty minutes after we had all finished just laughing and talking. Our boys had grown into such handsome and sweet men that I couldn’t help but feel proud as we visited.

I told the boys to pick out a DVD for us to watch on our big screen while Anne and I cleaned up. While they were looking through the collection, Anne and I finally had a chance to visit alone.

“Did Tom say anything about his conversation with Mark?” I asked in a hushed tone, washing the dishes.

“No,” she giggled. “But I noticed him eyeing me as soon as he walked in and could feel how hard he was when he hugged me. It was all I could do to keep from jumping him as soon as he walked in the door.”

“I know,” I laughed along with her. “When Mark kisses me like he did when he came home I just want to rip off his clothes and bend over the table and let him do me right there.”

We both laughed at the visual of him and me fucking like animals at the very table we had just finished eating on. It probably wasn’t as funny as we made it seem, but the wine helped make it funnier.

By the time we finished, the boys had put the movie on and had turned off all of the lights except one lamp. Between the lamp and the television, there was enough light to cover the room, but it was noticeably darker than earlier. Tom and Anne sat on the sofa while Mark and I shared an oversized chair that had an ottoman in front of it. There was just enough room for the two of us and Mark put his arm around me as the credits began to roll. I snuggled close to him.

The furniture was arranged in such a way that each couple could see the other out of the corners of our eyes even while looking at the screen, but neither had a direct view of the other without an obvious head turn. I could see that Tom was sitting in the corner of the sofa and Annie had taken her shoes off and put her feet up on the couch, leaning against Tom. He had followed Mark’s cue and put his arm around her. It was like we were all in high school, sharing a movie, I silently smiled to myself.

For the first fifteen minutes or so, there appeared to be no movement or noise coming from either Anne and Tom or Mark and me. That changed when I felt Mark’s hand slide off of my shoulder and move further down so that he now had his entire hand over my breast on the outside of my shirt. I sighed and moved a little so that I was now more facing him, my right leg over the top of his leg and my head more in his shoulder. This allowed him a little easier access to handle my tit and he began to move his fingers back and forth against my engorged nipple.

I secretly glanced over at Tom to see if he or his mom were aware of our shifting position and could see Tom openly staring at us with his mouth slightly open, watching his best friend paw at his mother’s tit. His hand hadn’t moved from Annie’s shoulder and she appeared to be staring blankly at the screen. I know that she was aware of Mark’s movements because she appeared to be fidgeting trying to keep from clamping her hand over her pussy to relieve herself.

“They’re watching us,” I whispered to Mark. “Let’s see how they like this.” Keeping his hand on my breast, I tilted my face up and kissed him. At first it was just a small kiss on the lips, like a mother may kiss her son. But in a nanosecond it escalated to both of us swirling our tongues in each other’s mouth.

“God,” I heard either Tom or Anne whisper. I couldn’t distinguish which and, at the moment, didn’t care. I loved to kiss my son like this and it was even more exciting with his fingers strumming my nipple through my shirt and another couple watching.

When we broke our kiss several minutes later, both Mark and I looked over at Tom and Anne and they were both lost in a deep kiss. Her skirt had ridden up so that her panties were in plain sight in the dimly lit room and Tom’s hands were cupping her ass as she rubbed her pussy against his leg.

Mark and I smiled at each other and began to make out again, this time with no inhibitions. I unbuttoned my blouse and let him kiss and nibble at my neck and chest. I had no embarrassment when I let out a loud groan as he deftly unsnapped my bra and pushed it up so that he could suck on my nipple in front of our best friends.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw that Tom was mimicking Mark’s moves and Anne was in such a state of ecstasy that she wasn’t looking at Mark or me. She had a look of pure lust in her eyes and it was directed solely at her son. Tom had the same wild eyed look, but I could see him glancing over at us every so often. I smiled to myself that either he was trying use us as a gauge to see how far he and Mark could push the boundaries or he was trying to sneak a look at my bare tits.

Mark appeared to be concentrating solely on my body, his mouth on my nipple and his hand now sliding up my thigh, but I knew that he would love to get another look at Annie’s beautiful body as soon as her clothes started coming off. So would I, I smiled to myself.

The sound of the movie was relegated to background noise as Tom and Annie’s moans increased in volume. I turned my head to see that he had now moved Annie to her back on the couch, pushing her top up, along with her bra and was sucking on her nipple as Mark was doing to me. Anne had her hand on the back of his head, stroking his hair as her head was thrown back relishing the moment now that she had exposed her bare breasts to her son. Her legs were spread and his hard cock, still in his pants, was obviously pressing against her panties. As I watched, she took his face in her hands and pulled him up, kissing him as if he were her lover and not her son. I was so happy for her. She was living out her fantasy as I had with Mark.

Now that they appeared to be in a world of their own, my attention focused back on my son. I pulled back from him and sat up a bit as I pulled his shirt off and began unsnapping his shorts and pulling them down. His beautiful, hard cock strained against his boxers and I couldn’t wait to get my lips around it. I threw my blouse and bra to the ground and rolled over so that I could pull my skirt off. Now he and I were only in our underwear and I straddled him, kissing him like Tom and Annie were. Mark’s hands glided from my ass to my back to my hair, then back down to my ass again, pulling my pussy tight against his dick.

“God mom,” he breathed into my ear. “I want to fuck you so badly.”

“Me too baby,” I gasped. “But first I have something I want to do.”

With that I slid down his chest, grabbing his boxers as I went down, sliding them down and off his legs. I didn’t even bother to see where I threw them and let my gaze lock on to his hard cock clearly visible in the dim light, a bead of cum oozing out of the top. I was in between his spread legs, kneeling on the ottoman, the sides of my tits and ass were on display for Tom and Anne if they cared to look. I reached out and grabbed Mark’s dick and held it in my hand for just a moment to admire it and from the corner of my eye could see Tom and Annie watching. I bent down and took him deeply into my mouth. I smiled to myself when I heard three distinct groans from in front and to the side of me.

Mark’s hands went to my head and held both of them there as his dick slid in and out of my mouth. I looked up at him and his eyes were alternating between watching me and them on the couch. I couldn’t see what they were doing, but from the sounds and the smell of pussy in the air, knew that it must be quite a show. As I had done the last time he was home, I reached back and took my panties off and wrapped them around Mark’s cock to assist as I sucked him, stroking him in rhythm with my mouth moving up and down. Just as I felt him in the early stages of cumming, I backed off and let him cool down while I turned my head to see what my best friend and her son were doing.

I wasn’t surprised to see that they had joined us in shedding all of their clothes as well. Annie was now on her knees in front of Tom, her panties wrapped around his cock as she sucked on him too. Tom had a glazed over look watching her and looking at my naked body and back to her. I could see that Mark and I were setting the tone for the evening since they appeared to be following our lead in whatever we did. I handed my wet panties to Mark and he smelled them and tasted them while we both watched. Since Anne’s back was to me, I knew that she didn’t know that Mark and I were now watching the two of them, me still stroking Mark slowly keeping him ready to fuck me, but not fast enough that he was going to cum in my hand. imgur.com/v6lUvYO This is mom

I turned back to my son, the crotch of my panties were in his hand pressed against his nose and mouth, his dick hard as steel in my hand, oozing little droplets of cum.

“You like mommy’s panties baby?” I asked Mark, loud enough so that everyone in the room could hear. I wanted Annie to know what we were doing. “I think you like playing with them while you watching Anne suck her son, don’t you? I like it too. But right now I need you to fuck me baby. Get down on the floor with me.”

Mark quickly slid out of the chair and got on his knees behind me. I was on all fours, facing Annie and Tom. I wanted to be fucked while I watched her fuck her son for the first time.

I didn’t have to wait long.

Annie scrambled to turn around and straddle Tom, who was still sitting on the couch. She was facing us, her back to Tom, and I saw her reach down and hold his hard cock straight up as she poised above it. God, it was a beautiful cock. Even in the dim light I could see how tiny her fingers looked wrapped around it. The look on Annie’s face told me she was ready for this moment. She looked as if she was glowing.

I turned to Mark and said simply “Fuck me honey.”

As Mark pushed his dick into me I turned back and watched as Annie sat on her son’s cock. In the same moment we were both fucking our sons. I smiled at Annie and she managed a weak smile, but her eyes closed as she felt him slide in and out of her. She reached up with one of her hands and pulled on her nipple as she bounced in a slow movement on him. I felt Mark’s hand reach down and grab my tit at the same time, knowing innately that I would love experiencing the same feeling as my friend. Tom looked at us and reached up with both hands, replacing his hand over his mom’s tits and playing with both of her nipples as he fucked her.

The room now reeked of the smell of sex. All four of us were moaning to some degree or another.

Tom was the first to speak. “I’m about to cum mom,” he gasped almost breathlessly.

“Cum in me baby,” she managed to say in between her labored breaths.

“God mom, I’m going to cum too,” Mark said from behind me.

“Yes,” was all that I could manage.

And with that the boys began to cum. I wanted to watch Tom cum in his mom but had to close my eyes from the ecstasy of the moment. Annie later admitted to me that she had to do the same. Their cum shooting inside us led to howls from both Anne and me as we came. Again, as I had the first time Mark ate me, I squirted my cum, this time on his dick pounding in and out of me instead of his tongue like last time. I felt like I may pass out. Mark’s cum seemed to go on and on, probably the by-product of me teasing him all day.

When he finally stopped shooting his load in me he pulled out, his dick glistening with my juices. I went to the floor prostrate and then turned over on my back, my hands on my stomach, trying to get my breathing to return to some sense of normalcy. Tom slumped back on the couch and Annie stood up to get off of him as I closed my eyes. I opened them just a second or two later just in time to see that she had walked over to me and straddled my head, lowering her cum filled pussy to my face.

I knew what she was doing. Annie was my best friend. We shared everything and she wanted to share this very intimate moment between her and Tom with me, as I had with her.

I opened my mouth as her pussy approached and tasted Tom’s semen oozing out of her. Just as I began to taste him, I felt her tongue on my pussy, digging inside for Mark’s semen. Both of us cleaned up the other as the boys sat back, catching their breath and watching wide-eyed, as their moms ate each other.

For a moment the only sounds in the room were some barely audible noise coming from the television and the sounds of both her and me lapping at each other’s pussy. I was the first to begin to feel my second orgasm begin to boil over.

“Mmmmmmm,” I moaned into Annie’s pussy, grabbing her ass for something to hold onto as my body flexed as I came. I heard, and felt, her make the same noise into my cunt and now tasted the mix of her cum and Tom’s as I continued to lick and slurp at her pussy.

When it was all over, she rolled off and we both lay on our backs, the boys still in their respective positions, looking at both of us in all of our naked, just-fucked glory.

No one spoke for a few minutes until Annie finally said to me in a small voice “I want to thank you and Mark for helping to make this evening so special. I think we will leave you two alone now. I want to get my baby home so he can cuddle with me in my bed all night long.” Sexiest mom! bit.ly/H0tmOm

Tom laughed softly and said “Yeah. Thanks Mrs. T. I guess we need to get going. But I’m not sure how much cuddling we are going to do tonight.”

Mark came over and kissed me lightly on the lips.

“I hear you Tom,” he said to his friend. And then to me he said “Come on mom. Let’s go get in OUR bed.”

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