If you haven't read the first five parts yet, you may want to so you understand how we got to here. Summary of the first post is that I was a teen and used to assist a woman in her forties (calling her "C" in the post here to protect her privacy) who lived in the next neighbourhood. C was divorced and had one daugher left at home ("K" - about 16). After having peeped on her masturbating while mowing her lawn, a few weeks later she walked in on me in the bathroom while trying to pee with a raging hard on and sucked me off. We then began a tryst. This chapter starts as we began to get truly adventurous and kinky.

One night C and I had watched lots of different porn clips online - she was always encouraging me to get ideas of things to try. I was so inexperienced, I really had no idea what was possible sexually. We had been playing what to me were very kinky games up till that point - or at least I sure thought so. We sat at the computer in the living room late at night, while K was in bed, watching all kinds of different porn. Some we giggled at. Some made us hot. We did our best to be very quiet, passing the headphones back and forth between us. C insisted I only wear boxers while we watched, so she could gauge what I liked by watching my arousal.

We started off with some pretty basic stuff. Gradually we started getting more and more adventurous as the night went on. We watched some bondage and C seemed to like it, so we made a mental note of it. We watched some girl on girl action, which of course gave me a raging boner, and C noted that. Golden showers aroused us both at least a little. A woman taking a very large dildo, play with food, we watched it all. And then somehow we landed on a porn clip where a woman catches her "step-son" masturbating and seduces him. For me it flashed memories of how C and I's tryst had begun and my cock was standing hard in my boxers. C commented on that. I reached over and slid my fingers between her legs and she was dripping wet. She, somewhat shyly (which was odd for C - she didn't seem shy about anything sexual) made a quip about "I could be your mom for a day...". I remember giggling awkwardly - I wasn't sure how to think about that, but we had agreed to try anything the other wanted, so I said sure (like I had to pretty much anything she had ever suggested!)

For a couple weeks I had kind of forgotten about it - I just wasn't thinking about it - not like I didn't remember the porn clip or the conversation. Anyway, I had been napping on C's couch one afternoon and she left to run some errands. I vaguely recall her waking me enough to mention she was leaving. After I woke up, I had gone to the computer and when I pulled up the minimized browser window I saw that she was on a porn sharing site, in a taboo category. I could see from the link colors which ones she had clicked on. They were all related to that idea - titles like "Horny MILF seduces son's friend", or "step son" porn. When I was done with the computer, I made sure to leave that browser window up full-screen.

C got back not too much later, and of course I was horny from watching all that porn. I went to the garage to help her carry in shopping bags from the back of her SUV. It was backed into the garage, with the garage door still open. C was wearing some fuzzy little shorts, and when she bent over to pick up some bags, I couldn't help myself. I came up behind her and pinned her, reaching around to fondle her supple tits. For a second, startled, I thought she was going to resist, but she didn't. She half moaned..."the door is open!" I replied "then keep your head down so nobody can see you." I pulled her shorts and panties aside and fucked her right there, bent over the back ledge of her car. It didn't take long.

After putting away her shopping, C went to check her email and found her porn up full screen, obvious that I had seen it. Between that and the horny fuck I'd just given her, it must have emboldened her that I'd find it arousing, and she approached it with me. "So...remember that mom for a day thing we talked about?" she said somewhat awkwardly. I did. "Saturday K will be gone...I want to do that." OK. I remember laughing a little nervously. "Like really pretend you're my mom?" I queried. "Yes. LIke just for a day, just for pretend...for fun..." I wasn't sure how to do that, but...I agreed to try. "You don't have to do anything, I'll take the lead..." she said, clearly trying to make me feel more comfortable "...after all, I'm the mom..."

And so we agreed that Saturday would be it. But, she had a couple requests in the meantime. From one of her shopping bags in her room, she pulled out a package. A package of underwear. Men's underwear. The typical, basic "tighty-whities", except they had blue ribbing around the waist and the legs. For the next few days until Saturday, she wanted me to wear them. And, until Saturday we would not be having sex. She said she wanted me good and ready for it. "Like pretend I'm your mom starting right now..." I wasn't a fan of that idea. I argued, but she held her ground. No sex.

She insisted I try on the underwear to be sure they fit. She led me to K and I's bedroom handed me the package, told me to put a pair on and then she wanted to see how they fit. Then she closed the door and waited in the hall. This was weird. I obliged, and put on a pair, stepping back into the hall in my t-shirt and new underwear. They felt so restrictive, I never really wore underwear anymore, and whenever I did it was just boxers, which I had to wear to not be naked when K was home. C inspected them like a mom would. She felt for the tightness of the waistband, slipping two fingers in, and tugging the elastic. She commented on how tight they were around my package. And that was that. It was weird, but it was...kind of fun.

Through the evening, I called her "mom" a few times, but always sarcastically. She asked me to take out the trash, and I said "OK, MOM!" - like an annoyed teen might. My sarcasm was meant to deal with how ridiculous it felt to call her mom, but K didn't know that. K thought it was hilarious, like I was annoyed she was asking me to do things. She started poking fun as well..."See, now she's ordering you around like she always does me! Nice, MOM!" And it became kind of a fun joke, a joke to K and I, and an inside, dirty joke to C and I too. And so over the next few days it didn't feel weird anymore to call her mom.

That night, instead of wearing my normal boxers to bed, I dutifully followed the rules and wore the underwear she had bought me. Normally I stayed up very late (C and I both did...so we could mess around after K was in bed), but about a half hour after K went off to bed, frustrated and realizing I wasn't going to get any action, I turned in for the night too. K wasn't asleep, she was sitting up in her bed reading when I came in. She seemed surprised. "Got big plans for the morning, huh?" she said sarcastically. "Nah, I'm just wiped. Been a long day." K was in a half shirt, with her sheets pulled up around her waist. I pretended not to look, but secretly wondered what panties she was wearing. I remember feeling sheepish getting ready for bed, as I stripped down to my underwear. Now K was pretending not to look. I'm not exactly small, and these underwear were tight - and I was swollen from a day of being horny. There as a huge bulge in the front. I was pretty comfortable with K now - she'd seen the whole package, so I didn't make any attempt to hide it. As usual she was sarcastic:

"Hey - nice panties!" K quipped.

"Fuck you - they're not panties!" I fired back.

"Why did you stop wearing boxers?" she asked.

Great fucking question. I wasn't prepared for that. "Uh...cause I need to do laundry" I mumbled.

"Liar! I just folded like a hundred pairs of boxers in your drawer right before dinner!" she fired back.

Doh. Now what do I say?

"You should wear boxers." she continued matter of factly. "Serously, those are nerd panties."

"You just want to watch me get naked!" I retorted.

"In those panties I don't have to - they're so tight I can see everything right through them!"

"Well what kind of panties are YOU wearing??? You don't see me judging yours!" Now I had the upper hand. And in the back of my mind I was kind of hoping she'd show me.

"Same kind I do all the time, dorko! And you don't judge them cause there's nothing to judge, I have taste in underwear!"

"NO!" I replied. "I don't judge them because I'm a nice person. Show me which ones you're wearing and I'll tell you all about them!"

Defiantly, K pulled her sheets off, and stood up on her bed. "Judge away!" She turned away from me, putting one hand on her hip and pushing her hip out sideways so her butt stuck out a little. Then she turned back around. For a second I was speachless. Really, what was there to judge? She had a really nice body, and her bikini cut panties rode her hips perfectly, and hugged her mound through her thigh gap. I felt the bulge in my underwear start to swell. "Turn back around!" I demanded - "You moved too fast and I didn't get to see the back!"

"Hah! Whatever!" she retorted. And then to my suprise, she did. She turned around, and bent down to pick up her book. But not like a lady. With her feet about shoulder width apart, she bent completely over and reached for the book, her ass almost within reaching distance. Damn! I could feel my cock straining against those stupid tighty whities. As she scooped up her book, she looked up at me through her legs, her head upside down. She stopped for a brief moment and said, staring at my crotch. "Well, it looks like you judged them...and I win! Hah!"

Fuck! Instinctively, I reached for it, and felt it hard through my underwear. I giggled, and so did she. For some reason I was trying to push it down, like to hide it or something. It didn't work. It just pushed sideways and the head popped out from one of the leg holes, full and swollen. K giggled again as I moved to cover it with my hand. "See!" she said - "those panties just don't work with...THAT!" She was still looking at my crotch. That aroused me more. I took my hand away so she could see it again, and pulled at the leg opening of the underwear. The shaft slide-popped out, and up, pushed sideways against my thigh by the fabric. K giggled, but still stared.

"I don't even know why you wear underwear to bed anyway...you're always hard and it's not like the boxers hide it anyway." She paused. "And I've seen it, so who cares?"

Fuck! I didn't know what to say. I wanted to just take them off and let her stare. Truth be told, I wanted to know how far I could go with her. But...C...was just down the hall, and...no doubt that would upset her.

"Good point." I finally replied. "There's no way I'm going to fit back in them right now anyway." I slowly removed them while she watched, bending slightly and pushing them to my knees and then dropping them to the floor. I stood back up fully - erect, in both senses of the word. My cock stuck straight out, bobbing and throbbing. K sucked her bottom lip in and bit it. I could see her nipples protruding through her skimpy half shirt. She was horny, I was sure.

I knew I couldn't fuck her. That would be too far, I figured - and she always seemed like she didn't want to anyway. But...would it be wrong if we fooled around? After all, C wasn't putting out till Saturday. Maybe we could watch each other masturbate again like we did that one time C was out of town!?!?

For a moment I just stood there, not really sure what to do next. K spoke up. "Maybe you should go watch some more pornos and play stick hockey". She laughed. Stick hockey. Inside joke. That was her euphamism and I teased her about it all the time. I got up the nerve. "I'd rather watch you!" Her face flushed a little and she looked away, with a nervous laugh. She moved back to her pillow cluster and started pulling the sheets back up around her. "Not likely!" she fired back. Bummer. But I was regaining my composure and feeling bolder. "Well it's not fair you got to check me out naked! It's my turn!", I insisted. There was a moment of awkward silence. K looked at me, still standing just feet away from her, nude and hard. She was considering it. I could tell. My cock throbbed and bobbed with anticipation. She looked away. The silent moment continued. When she spoke her voice was quiet, raspy and cracked. "Are you going to jerk off?" Jerk off. I'd never heard her use that phrase before. I nodded. She couldn't hear the nod. She looked back at me, inquisitively. I grabbed my cock with one hand and stroked it slowly. "Yes..." I said "...I'm going to have to..."

K shifted in her sheets, pulling them up higher to her chest and her arms under them. Damn. She was hiding. But she kept moving, and it took me a moment to register what was happening. She was taking off her panties! She brought her hands back out from the sheets and dropped her panties on top of them. "You get 30 seconds!" she said abruptly, as she reached for her top. I was...in shock. Absolute, horny, shock. She pulled her top up around her shoulders, but didn't take it off. I'd seen her breasts before, but not like this - not her showing them to me willingly. They were spectacular. Big and full like C's, but high and firm with smaller and darker nipples. Her nipples were poking up high as if it was cold in the room. She pulled the sheet off and stood up. Unlike C, she had brunette hair and her bush was dark and neatly trimmed. Her lips protruded slightly from her mound. She turned around, away from me. Her ass was...perfect. Her body was perfect. Not thin, but firm and womanly, and her ass was the same. Shapely, high and firm. For a moment I forgot to masturbate. I just watched. She turned slowly back to face me, then sat on the edge of her bed. "There!" she said. "We're even!"

"No!" I retorted immediately..."You're hiding...your..." I trailed off, but gestured at her crotch.

"Whatever!"

That response didn't appease me and I was giving her a look. "Fine!" she muttered, shifting further back on her bed. She spread her legs. Not like a porn shot - like a half assed attempt. She opened them just wide enough that I could see her pussy. And just for a couple seconds. I stared at it. And I noticed just a hint of glistening wetness near her opening. That...that was hot!

But then, just as quickly, she closed her legs, grabbed her panties and moved back under her sheets, pulling her top down as soon as she settled. Damn it! I wanted to see more...to touch her...taste her...have my hands all over her body.

"OK! Enough!" she said. "Hurry up and finish so I can turn the light off - I need to go to bed!"

Funny. If she just wanted to go to bed, why keep the light on? She had to know I'd masturbated in the dark a million times. I caught that detail right away. It must mean she wanted to watch me finish. And I was intending to give her the money's worth.

I started stroking again, and sat on the edge of my bed across from her, with my butt right on the edge and my legs splayed open giving her an excellent view. She watched. I was just getting into it, pumping hard and feeling the build up when the door opened. C stepped into the room. I think it was fair to say we were all shocked. C skipped a beat, but only momentarily. K's face went white. She was mortified. "Welly welly well!" C said. "Looks like quite the show, dirty boy!" She paused, then continued, looking at me. "My, if you haven't...grown up into quite the man!" She looked at K and winked. Then she looked back at me. "Finish...what you're doing and get some sleep, we have lots to do tomorrow." She flipped the light off and left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. "OK, MOM!" I shouted after her. K laughed.

The room was quiet. I heard C's light footsteps as she sauntered down the hall to her room, closing her bedroom door. Then I heard K mutter under her breath. "OH MY GOD! AWKWARD!" Then she laughed quietly. I started laughing too, also quietly. "Um..yah...not expecting that!" I exclaimed. Then it went quiet again. For a moment the sexual tension had been dispelled. But I was still hard...and...frustrated...and...I was determined to finish. If C wasn't going to put out, I was determined to get off anyway. Even if just to spite her. I layed back on the bed and started stroking again. It was dark in the room, but once my eyes adjusted, I could make out K's shape in her bed. After a minute or so of silence, K spoke up in a whispered voice. "Are you still...doing it?" I laughed quietly. "How did you know?" She giggled. I heard her shift and then a click. Her bedside lamp came on and she looked back at me, leaning back on her elbows. "Oh my god, you so are!"

I had lost some of my erection, but with K now watching, it came right back. I pumped it furiously, both K and I staring it. I started getting close and I moaned a little. K put her fingers to her lips, shushing me. As I got closer, feeling the tension build, K seemed to understand and sat up fully, paying rapt attention. She grinned and pulled her top up, exposing her breasts again, taunting me. That's all I needed. I felt my body tense fully and then spasm. Cum shot up and drenched my stomach, my hand and ran down my shaft. K was biting her lower lip again. As the aftershocks finished, I relaxed, my cock still in my hand but losing erection. K laid back in her bed as if she had just finished herself, and giggled with a big grin. We both laid there on our separate beds with big grins for a few minutes. Then K got up. Her panties were still off. She went to the closet and grabbed my discarded t-shirt from the top of my laundry pile. I watched her perfect ass. She walked over and dropped it on me, right over my dick. For a second she hesitated, and I thought she was going to grab it. But she didn't. "OK, go to sleep now...and don't get any ideas!" she hissed.

I laid in bed awake. I think K was too. She seemed restless, shifting positions frequently. I kept watching for any movement of her shape that might give her away masturbating. A couple times I thought she might have been but couldn't be sure. For what seemed like hours I alternated between half mast and rock hard, my mind wondering but always coming back to K's body, sex and what C had in store for Saturday. Finally I heard K breathing deeply and heavily like she did when she was sleeping. But I was used to staying up late, and I was struggling to sleep. C must have been too. A few times I heard her walk up and down the hall. This was crazy! We had a deal that we wouldn't turn each other down. And I desperately wanted to fuck. I heard C walk down the hall again, and into the bathroom. I heard water running. I waited several minutes. I was going to get some. Now.

I got up carefully, quietly and tip toed to the door. K was sound asleep. I was still naked, and my cock was stiff. I stepped into the hall and I could see light under the bathroom door. I walked silently to it, and tested the knob. It opened. I walked in, determined. C was in the tub with a glass of wine, and water still running. She was leaning back, head against the tub edge, eyes closed. The sound of the water must have drowned out the sound of the door latch. I approached the tub and she sensed the motion. Her eyes opened and she seemed genuinely surprised. "D!" she said my name, but then caught herself. "Son, what are you doing up?" She looked at my cock, standing stiff. "Oh my...did you have one of those dreams again?" I said nothing. Enough of this. "Or...do you have to pee?" she asked. She was really taking this role play thing seriously. I wasn't sure what to say - I found her staying in character surprising. "Where's your underwear?" she queried.

"Those underwear don't fit like this." I said with frustration. "Can't we just do this on Saturday like we talked about? I need..." She cut me off, interrupting me. "Son, I know you're frustrated. At your age you're so horny all the time. It's ok. Sometimes I am too." Her eyes shifted and that's when I noticed her dildo sitting on one corner of the tub. She continued. "It's ok to be horny, and you can play with yourself whenever you need to, I won't judge." I stood quietly. This was almost infuriating, but something in her voice was soothing. "I guess you and K both are getting to that point, huh?" Her face broke into a grin. "Did you like showing her what you were doing?" I didn't know what to say. "It looked like she was enjoying watching you!" C winked.

I don't know why, but for some reason I felt defensive - like I had to explain myself. Suddenly I was talking fast. "It's those stupid underwear, "mom"! My dick popped out because they're too tight, and K was making comments, so I took them off. And then she took hers off too so it would be fair, and then I just started doing that and she was watching me!" I stammered out, not even stopping for breath between statements. As I spoke, C seemed to listen and be understanding.

"It's OK!" she said softly but firmly. I stopped and took a breath. "I'm sorry I interrupted you, I should have let you finish!" I started to open my mouth, but then thought better of it. "Or...did you finish after I left?" She grinned. I nodded. "Oh good!" Silent pause. "I guess you just can't get enough at your age! Did K do it too?" I shook my head. "I don't think so." I must have sounded dejected. "Awww...did you want her to?" I stammered. "Well...I mean...well yes! I mean I just wanted to see her...you know...watch her do it..." C's grin shifted to a warm smile. "I can understand that...you've got all those hormones raging and you're so curious! Do you want to show me what you were showing her?"

No. I mean yes, of course, but...I wanted to fuck her. Just bend her over the tub and use her body. Now pent up, I wanted to be rough, and dirty!

C spoke up again "When I walked into your room and saw what you were doing, it made me want to do it too. I was just about to start." She was grinning again and she winked. "I'll tell you what. You show me what you were showing K, and I'll show you what you wanted to see K do, ok?" I grudgingly agreed. "And...I can do it better than K can because I have more experience...and...tools!" She sat up and grabbed the dildo as she said it. It wasn't the same - I'd watched C do that before...but maybe if I got her going she would let me fuck her. C got up out of the tub and sat on the edge of it. She leaned back against the wall, spreading her legs. Her body glistened from the water, and little soap sud clusters slid down her. Her hairy mound was covered in bubbles. C motioned for me to come sit on the adjacent tub edge. I stepped into the tub and complied. I noticed that my pubic hair was matted with my cum from earlier. C noticed too.

C looked at my cock, and started running her fingers over her mound, flattened against it. The soap bubbles slid away and her pale pink lips became fully visible, glistening. "You've gotten so big!" she said. "No wonder you play with it all the time, it's always in your way!" At this point I was just sitting there, with my dick hard and protruding over the tub. "It's OK, son, go ahead. Won't it feel so good to rub it?" I moved my hand to my shaft, balancing on the tub edge with the other. "This feels good..." she continued as she spread her legs further and pushed herself open with her hand. After a few minutes, I got into my rhythm and she began to play with the dildo. I was jealous as I watched it slide into her delicious pussy. We watched each other for a bit, until I could see how swollen her pussy was and she was taking the dildo easily. I stood up, in front of her. I would make my move soon. She came. Now was the time. I dropped to my knees in the tub, moving into position in front of her, and moved my hand to the base of my shaft. She knew what I was doing. She grabbed my wrist firmly, and said no. "We can't do that! I know it's hard, and it's so tempting, and I know it would feel so good. But we can't!" I released my shaft, frustrated. She let go of my wrist and moved her hand to my cock. She stroked it softly, crooning "I know...you need to release...so bad..." she continued to stroke it until I came in the tepid water. "See, don't you feel better now?" she asked. "A little" I replied almost tersely. "Good. Now go back to bed. And put your underwear back on."

I went back to bed, released but still annoyed. When I returned to the bedroom, quietly, I was still half hard. K stirred. In the ambient light from the room down the hallway, I must have been a silhouette. Half asleep she looked up at me, and made a surprised face. She mumbled "Where did you go?" Shit. "oh...uh...I had to go pee" Her face contorted, suspicious. "I thought mom was taking a bath." Shit again. She must have been less soundly asleep than I thought. "Yah, she was but she let me in to pee." Her face still spelled suspicion. "Naked?" Crap. "Yah she had to close the shower curtain." I laughed nervously. "Hah! Longest pee ever!" she said and rolled over. Shit. Shit. Shit. She was awake enough to know I'd been gone for a while. "Well...we talked for a bit since I wasn't sleepy" Her response was a muffled "hmmm" as she rolled over.

I slept very little.

C played her part well. That next day she ordered me around to do various tasks around the house. And she teased. Oh she teased. She wore a short skirt all day and thong panties. She didn't usually wear thong panties, but she did on purpose. She would be doing laundry and bend over so the skirt would ride up and her panties would be visible, just barely (and tightly) covering her mound. She showered and then called out to me to bring her a towel, making sure that I caught a glimpse of her naked when I did. She asked me to get something from her room, and had her dildo lying on the bed as if accidentally tossed there and forgotten. When I commented on it, she said "Oh you know - that's momma's little helper - sometimes I just get lonely", and then she hid it away. When K was around she called me by name, but when K wasn't around she took to calling me "son".

I was horny. Crazy horny. The anticipation of whatever was to come, along with not having had sex in 24 hours while she flitted around the house doing everything she could to tease was more than I could take. I was determined. If she could play this game, I could too. I had to be careful when they were both around, but when it was just me and either of them individually, it was game on.

K mostly kept to herself, reading, sketching, or listening to music in her room or on the back patio, as she liked to do in her free time. I found multiple excuses to need to change my clothes and would go into the bedroom, and strip down to just those stupid underwear while changing. K made smartass remarks about them still, but nothing came of it. I watched carefully to know when K might be changing her clothes and finally walked in on her mostly undressed. She didn't seem upset by it and made no move to hide herself, sticking her tongue out at me. BUt nothing came of it. When she went to the patio, I kept my eye on her for signs she was getting restless and might come back in, racing to the bedroom and setting myself up like I had been masturbating in hopes she would walk in on me. It didn't work. I never got the timing quite right.

C left to go to the store for some dinner item. She invited me to come along, but I passed. I figured that gave me about a half hour. As soon as she pulled away, I went to the shelf with the VHS "Jazzercise" tapes that were really over-recorded with porn - the ones I had watched with K several weeks ago when we masturbated together. I put the tape on with the volume high enough to be just audible from the bedroom, removed my pants and watched it, nervously stroking myself and anticipating K coming into the room. When she finally did, she just groaned and said "Oh my god! You are such a horn dog!!!" I grinned and fired back "So are you!" She laughed. I told her she should come watch it with me. She said no way - mom would be back any minute and she didn't need anymore awkward moments. But she didn't leave the room just then. For a minute she watched the action on the screen, glancing over at me occasionally. She seemed like she had something on her mind. Finally she spoke "So...last night..." she trailed off. I stared at the TV. Last night what? What was she referring to? Our little mutual exposure session...or...when I went to the bathroom? My pulse raced. I spoke up. "yah that was fun, right?" Awkward pause. "Not that." she replied. "That was fun, but...I mean...later." she kind of stammered, tripping over her words.

"What about later?" I inquired.

"Ummm...you know...when you "went to the bathroom"" she said, making air quote qestures with her fingers.

"Yah?"

"well...you know...that was kind of...weird."

"Weird? I've peed with you in the shower before! What's so weird?" I laughed.

"Yah I know...but..."

"But what?"

"Well...you were in there for like...10 minutes..."

"So? C and I got to talking..."

"While she was in the bath and you were both naked?"

"Yah. So? It's not like we could see each other. What's the difference?"

"I don't know. Just weird I guess. I mean I heard you guys talking a little bit when you first went in there...but...then...I didn't hear you guys talking anymore..."

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! C and I were supposed to be a secret from K. This was not good. What did she hear us say?

"Well..." I replied "...the water was running most of the time, so I had a hard time hearing her myself, but we didn't want to talk loud since you were sleeping..."

"What were you guys talking about?"

"Nothing in particular. Little of this, little of that. She asked me to mow the lawn on Saturday."

"Well, I just thought it was weird because I could hear you guys talking at first, you know I could hear your voices. I mean I wasn't trying to listen and I couldn't hear what you were saying, but I could hear your voices at first, and then...I didn't hear your voices anymore, and you were in there for a while, and then you come back to bed naked with a hard on...it was just weird"

Again I laughed nervously. "Oh you know me - I always have a hard on!"

She laughed. "True. It was just weird." She took a deep breath like she was about to say something then stopped.

"What?"

"Well...and...I could swear I heard you two in the bathroom together one other night too...and it didn't sound like you were talking..."

C and I had rehearsed for just this possibility. I knew exactly how to handle it. I laughed. "Oh yah! The sink stopped up one night a while back, and we were trying to unplug it." I gave another good hearty laugh. "We joked about how weird it would be if you woke up while we were in there fixing it - it would look really bad!" I felt like I had been pretty convincing. She softened a little, but I wasn't sure she was convinced.

"Look, D. I don't care if you two are...you know...doing...whatever. But if you and mom are messing around or something, well...that's just weird if you and me are messing around too."

"K, relax. I'm not messing around with your mom!" I laughed it off. "She's more than twice my age! She's like a mother to me!" In that moment, that phrase coming off my tongue seemed really perverse. Of course, not only was I messing around with C...you know...the "mom" thing. "Do you really think if she and I were like - together - that she would have been OK with what she walked in on last night???" I laughed again. I could see K felt a little ridiculous.

"OK, OK, I'm just saying..."

The mood was now over. I turned off the TV, and reached for my pants. K said "Awww sorry...didn't mean to be a buzz kill!" She sat down in the same recliner she had sat in the time we watched this tape together. "It was fun..." she continued "...you know, last night...and that night..." she motioned toward the TV. "I did like it."

I nodded. "Me too. It was really hot!

"But, " she continued. "I don't want you to...like...have expectations."

"What expectations?"

"You know. That...I'll...put out."

Damn! Probably for the best anyway, I guess. I don't think C would be Ok with us having sex. I wasn't sure, but I didn't think so anyway. I laughed it off like it was no big deal. "Not at all. I don't expect you to have sex with me! It's just fun to play around. How about this? I promise I won't try to have sex with you! That way you don't have to worry. If we mess around, it can be just that. Deal?"

"Yah, I guess that's cool. Just...like...don't get weird or anything."

"I won't! It's all good."

Not more than a few minutes later C got home, and K and I headed different directions. In the rush I forgot the tape in the VCR - still playing, as I had only clicked off the TV. C brought the groceries in and, as was her normal routine, clicked the TV on to watch it while making dinner. As she picked up the remote, it occurred to me that the VCR might still be playing...but...there was nothing I could do. The sound came on first, before the picture, and there was some heavy fucking and panting. C stopped and stared at the TV as the picture came on, full on porn. She looked over at me, across the room and grinned. "Shut it off in a hurry did you?" she winked. "So horny...you weren't giving another show, were you? A little matinee performance huh?" She stopped the VCR and switched to news. I denied giving a show and told her K had been in her room. "Pretty daring...I think someone likes an audience!" she chided.

In the kitchen, under my breath, I warned her about K knowing we were in the bathroom together. I told her what I had told K. She said not to worry about it, but we needed to be very careful - and I should stay in my bed tonight!

At dinner she teased me about the porn. "K, did you know D was watching porn out here while I was gone? I think he wanted to give you another show!" K was bright red, embarrassed. I was too, but not as much. C didn't seem flustered by it at all. I couldn't say she encouraged it, but she certainly wasn't upset. She commented on how we were both at an age where we were so curious, and of course we wanted to explore. And then she went into a "mom" talk about being careful, asking K if she had been keeping up with her pills. K got defensive and said we weren't having sex, and weren't going to. I agreed. K excused herself and left to her room, dinner half eaten. Thanks, "mom". If I had to guess, K and I weren't going to be fooling around again anytime soon now either. Maybe that was C's plan - acting cool with it, knowing how K would react. I don't know. I'll probably never know.

Through the evening, C continued to tease. K didn't come back out of her room, except to the bathroom, and that gave C plenty of leeway. It was hot during the summer, there wasn't central A/C, so the house would be warm in the late afternoon and early evening. We all often dressed very lightly around the house when it was hot. C was wearing her little skirt and a light top. Before we cleaned up the kitchen she left to her room and came back braless - she didn't usually wear a bra at home. But I was shocked when got on her hands and knees to "clean spots off the floor" and when her skirt came up, she was pantiless. She made sure to put her butt in the air so much of her ass and pussy was highly visible while she did. I commented: "Mom...I can see right up your skirt..." She just laughed and wiggled her ass, and said if it bothered me not to look at it.

The teasing started to frustrate me again, so I dished it right back. I stripped down to just my underwear - those damn tighty whities. Normally I didn't feel awkward walking around in just boxers, but these underwear left little to the imagination - especially when I was horny. I popped the head of my cock out the leg opening again like had happened the night before, and made sure she noticed. She commented that my "penis was sticking out". I retorted that if it bothered her she shouldn't look at it. She insisted on "helping me" put it back, reaching into my underwear and gently moving it back. I made sure it throbbed when she touched it. Later when she was at the sink doing dishes with her back to me, I pushed it out through the flap, then came up behind her to get something from the sink. I pushed it up under her skirt, right against her pussy as I pushed against her. I could feel the heat radiating from her slit. She startled, acting appalled. "Son! What are you doing???" For a moment I just held it there, pinning her against the sink. "Sorry mom, it popped out all the way this time!" I relented and she turned. "Wow, so big!" She reached down and once again attempted to "help me" put it away. But it was too hard, and her touch wasn't solving that problem! There was no way it was going back into those tight briefs. "It looks like you need some alone time to take care of that! Why don't you take a break?"

K was in her room, and I thought it unwise to walk in with a hard on sticking out. I started for the bathroom. C stopped me. She said she needed the bathroom, but I could use her room. Just be quiet she said, so K wouldn't know. I went to her room and carefully closed the door. It was a setup. Another tease. Her panty drawer was wide open. Sitting in it was a pair of those tighty whities, her dildo, and her camcorder. The dildo was crusted with dried pussy. I picked up the camcorder and hit play. I fully expected to see C masturbating. It wasn't. It opened with me asleep on the couch naked, no doubt after one of our daytime fuck sessions. I must have been out cold. And I had a raging hard on. The camera zoomed in on it, and then panned around it, like she was moving around me with the camera. Then her hand came into the frame, touching and fondling me. Then the camera moved to a view from below, the underside of my cock and my balls, zoomed in tightly. Her fingers caressed the underside of it. Then the tape cut. And then the video resumed, but now it was in her room, pointed at her dresser. I watched myself walk into her room. I stooped and picked something up off the floor. Her panties. I watched as I inspected them and smelled them. Then I put them down, and moved to her dresser. I knew what came next. I remembered this. I had no idea she was filming it. From the angle, the camera had to have been sitting on the bedside table. I watched as I rummaged through her panties, found the ones I liked and jerked myself off into them, placing them back in her drawer. She must have been masturbating to this video. What a huge tease! Two could play this game. I took the camera to her bed, climbed up on it, on my knees and hit record. It took only seconds, and I was shooting thick loads all over her favorite pillow. I stopped the recording, set the camera down on the soiled pillow, and put my underwear back on. Her blinds were slightly open. Her window only faced a fence, so she left her blinds mostly open during the day. I opened them fully and went back to the living room.

"All better?" C asked when I entered the room. I winked. She came around from the kitchen and approached me, looking at my crotch. She reached down and cupped me through my underwear with her hand. "See, now they fit again!" Standing right in front of me, I could smell her arousal. She must have been very, very wet. "I think you have something to take care of, Mom. Why don't YOU take a break?" She seemed a little puzzled, but headed curiously down the hall to her room. She would have seen the camcorder on her pillow from the door. She stopped at the door for a moment, turned and flashed me a smile, and then shut the door behind her. Immediately I went out the back sliding glass door and around to the back of the house. It was late dusk now, and that side of the house was in dark shadow. When I got to the window, C was up on her bed, on her knees, holding the camcorder. I hadn't rewound it. Oops. It must have taken her a minute to rewind it and fast forward to where I had begun recording - or maybe she was watching the whole thing again. For a few minutes I watched. She grinned as she watched it. Then she put a hand up her short skirt and started rubbing herself. The tape must have ended. She put the camcorder down and ran her fingers through the thick cum on her pillow. Then she stopped, pulled the pillow down midway on the bed and stacked it on top of another. She climbed on top, straddling it like it was a person and began to ride it, grinding her pussy on the cum soaked pillow. When she stopped, I headed back for the living room.

She came out a few minutes later and washed her hands at the kitchen sink. Then she joined me in the living room, plopping into that same recliner K had been in just earlier. She took no care to sit like a lady, and I could see clearly up her skirt. Her thighs were red and her whole mound was wet. "You are so bad!" she whispered. "Why would you do that to my pillow? Now I have to wash it!" I didn't skip a beat. "You are so bad, MOM! Why would you have video of your son like that?!?!" She grinned a faint grin. I continued "and, I'm guessing that most of what's on your pillow right now is your own mess!" She was truly surprised. And then she grinned. "And how would you know that?" I winked and got up, as I walked past her, I leaned down and pulled her skirt up fully exposing her. She made no attempt to stop me. "Looks like you have a mess to clean up there too." I left the room.

Later that evening as I headed for bed she stopped me and reminded me to be wearing those underwear in the morning. The next morning would be...the big day. When I got into the bedroom, K was already fast asleep, or was at least acting like it. It was a particularly warm night. She didn't have sheets on. She was turned away from me, on her side in a skimpy tee and panties. That wasn't going to help me sleep.

I was restless all night. K woke up early and got ready to leave for the day. I pretended to sleep and watched her dress. I was still groggy and tired. THe sun was just coming up and starting to heat the room back up. After she left I drifted back to sleep. I woke to C sitting on the edge of my bed. I was on my stomach and it was her tickling my back that woke me. "Time to get up and get going, we have a busy day" she coo'd. I mumbled. I wasn't ready to wake up yet. "Not yet...in a while!" She said I could have a few more minutes and said she would rub my back for a bit. She knew how much I loved backrubs. She straddled me, just below my butt and started massaging my back. I couldn't see what she was wearing but I could feel the skin of her thighs on my legs. It felt nice. She was so good at it. She started at my shoulders, leaning down over me and I could feel the warmth of her body. She worked her way to my lower back, alternating between deep muscle rubs and soft caressing tickles. Then with both hands she grabbed my butt and massaged it. As usual, I was turned on.

After several minutes, she patted my butt and got up. "OK, it's time to go!". Grrr...I still wasn't ready to wake up, but I suppose I must. She could tell I was having a hard time waking. "Come on, son, let's get you in the shower - that'll help you wake up." She took my hand and pulled me, and I acquiesced, rising bleary eyed. C led me by the hand to the bathroom and started water running in the shower. I leaned against the sink, rubbing my eyes awake. C flipped the shower on, and then came to me. "Come on, let's get you in there!" she bent down and put her fingers in the waistband of my underwear, helping me remove them. As they peeled away down my legs, my member sprang out, mostly hard. She acted as if she'd never seen it before. "Oh my!" she exclaimed. I instinctively stepped out of the underwear as they hit the floor.

Again C took my hand and led me to the shower. I stepped into the tub - sort of stumbling, still half awake. C braced me. The warm water was nice and I just stood there under it, letting it run over me. C stood outside the tub, reached for a bar of soap and a cloth and began to wash my body. She started at my chest and worked her way down, rubbing my body gently with the cloth and lathering me up. When she got to my crotch she washed around my penis, my pubic hair, and then continued down my thighs. She commented on how hairy my crotch was now, and something to the effect that we should trim it up. When she reached my feet she had me put them one at a time on the edge of the tub so she could wash them. She knelt down, her face level with my crotch to wash my them. I'd never been washed like that, at least not since I was a young boy, and it actually felt really amazing. I was happy to stand there and comply, and it made me really hard. When she finished my feet, she had me turn around and then started all over again from my shoulders, and down my back. When she got to my butt, she pushed at my legs to get them apart. I complied, moving them about shoulder width apart. "Got to get you all clean!" she said. She took the cloth and washed each cheek. Then I felt her hand slide between my legs, and the warm cloth on my balls. She took her time washing them, very gently, all over them. And then she moved back and up my ass crack. She washed it quite thoroughly, lightly rubbing the cloth back and forth over my anus. She instructed me to turn back around so she could finish. I complied. C rinsed the cloth in the water, and re-soaped it up so it was very soapy. By this time, I was very hard, and now pretty fully awake though I still pretended to be groggy and out of it.

C was back on her knees in front of the tub when I turned back to face her. My dick was hard enough to hunt with, and right in front of her. For the first time that morning I really looked at her and noticed she was wearing a light t-shirt, and the spray from the shower had wetted it. It clung to her breasts, accented her cleavage, and I could see the outlines of her aureolas through it, with nipples poking up. Her little "around the house shorts" - skimpy and of soft fabric were pulled taught with her kneeling and bunched in her crotch making a very pronounced camel toe. She took the very soapy cloth and first draped it over my cock, and then wrapped her hand around it, "washing" it gently. I was enjoying this shower. The friction of the warm cloth with the lubrication of the soap and C's gentle grip was heaven. I felt the pleasure coming on instantly. C ran the cloth up over the head, and back down my shaft a few times, then moved down to my balls washing them more for a moment, and then back to the shaft again. "Mom!" I gasped. She stopped. "Sorry! I guess I got carried away!" She started to pull her hand away. "It's...it's OK" I stammered. "I guess I should let you wash that part!" she winked at me. "No...no, you can wash it!" I didn't want her to stop. C put her hand back around me, and slowly and deliberately pulled the cloth away. "We still need to wash your hair and your face!" She stood up, and stepped into the shower still wearing her wet top and house shorts. I had my back to the water now, and she stood in front of me. "You have your clothes on!" I said. It didn't bother her since they were wet already. She shampood my hair, and then rinsed it, reaching behind me with both hands to wash and rinse the back of my head. When she did, her breasts pushed against me and I could feel the fabric of her shorts on the end of my dick. When she finished she proceeded to rinse my body, turning me to face the water. Her hands rinsed over my shoulders, down my chest and stomach. She lifted my penis high, and reaching through my legs from the back manipulated my sack to rinse it too. She turned me back to face her again, and reached around to hold my butt cheeks apart, letting the water run between them. Using her fingers, C rubbed the soap from my crack.

By the time she was finished her clothes were completely drenched. I could see her breasts very clearly now through her shirt, and her shorts clung to every curve of her. But before I could act, she smacked my butt, and stepped out of the tub. "Finish up! We've got to get to it!" Damn it! "What are we doing today?" I queried. C sat on the edge of the sink, one foot on the floor and the other leg dangling off the corner of the counter. The stretchy material of her shorts now just hung loosely, soaked and I could see right up them to that spot where her inner thigh met her crotch. She described some yard work she wanted to get done. Despite the arousing start to the morning, this did NOT sound like fun to me. I wasn't sure I liked this game. I shut the shower off. C handed me a towel and left to get me clothes. As I toweled off, she returned with a fresh pair of underwear and some shorts for me. I began to dress, now only semi hard. C began to peel off her wet clothing and turned the shower back on. She dropped her clothes on the floor - I watched her take her shorts off. No panties. She stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. I took the opportunity to pee, I'd been dying to the whole time - usually the first thing I did when I got out of bed. She giggled as I peed what seemed like forever. "Sorry, I should have let you pee before your shower!" We chit chatted and I pulled the shower curtain back some so I could hear her better. I watched as she washed herself. I liked watching her wash her crotch and her ass, and she seemed to enjoy giving the show. I commented on how much bush she had too. She said maybe later today we should both trim up. She had been thinking about shaving hers off completely, and what did I think of that?

She wasn't in the shower long. And when she finished I handed her a towel. She wrapped it around her body and left to her room to dress, coming back out wearing a bikini top and shorts. She made us a good breakfast and we ate with some light hearted small talk. Then the yard work started.

We spent the first hour of the work on the front yard. Pruning shrubs, fixing flower beds, and the like. Not really physically demanding, but not fun either. It was going to be a hot day and the sun was oppressive. We both were sweaty by the time we finished. Then we moved to the back yard. C's back yard was large, and fenced in with a tall wood fence, lots of shrubbery along it - which made her back yard very private. I took off my tee, and she removed her shorts now wearing just a matching bikini top and bottom. C got some sunscreen and we each helped each other apply it. We took a brief break on the patio before starting the pruning in the back. By this time I was getting pretty ancy, grumbling in my head. I didn't mind helping with the work...but this wasn't the fun day of sex I was hoping for. After a while more, it was approaching noon day sun and hot as hell. C suggested I remove my shorts to just my underwear to cool off. Good idea, I thought. As C worked in the back yard, she began to tease again. On her hands and knees working on flower beds, with her bikini clad ass in the air, wiggling it with her legs parted. I took every opportunity to engage - when she requested an implement, I'd hand it to her from behind, through her legs, or crouch in front of her to help her with something, getting my crotch near her face. But she didn't respond much.

C got the garden hose and started watering the beds we had finished. She playfully turned the hose on me, soaking me with ice cold well water. It was nice refreshment, and a playful opening. I ran at her and wrestled the hose from her, our bodies falling to the ground, tangled and tantalizingly rubbing up against each other. I sprayed her down too and she threw a bucket of water at me. We laughed and resumed work. Her back was to me, and playfully I snuck up behind her and grabbed the tie of her bikini top, pulling the knot out. It fell away and I laughed. She covered her breasts as if hiding them for a second, but then threw her bikini top on the patio table. "It's wet anyway, might as well take it off!" I couldn't agree more. She stood there in her bottoms with her voluptuous breasts exposed, pale nipples firm and erect. "Your underwear are soaked too - that can't be comfortable...it's private back here, you can take them off if you want." I wasted no time in responding. "Mom, your bottoms are soaked too..." She laughed and agreed. We both removed our bottoms. Now we were getting somewhere.

C called me over to the patio. My nether regions weren't used to the sun and she thought it best I put sun block on. As I rubbed it over my body, she watched. I rubbed it onto my penis and with the excitement and now the touch, it went hard. C kicked back in a patio chair. "You get hard a lot lately, don't you?" I smiled. "I've noticed..." she continued "...do you play with yourself a lot?" I know she knew already, but in this context, the conversation was...intriguing. I humored her. "Yes". "How often?" I told her a few times each day. She grinned and said "me too." "You can play with it right now if you need to, I don't mind." I replied that I'd really rather someone else did.

"It's so thick, and long. You have a really nice penis. It shouldn't be hard for you to find a girl that wants to play with that - just show it to her, and any normal girl will want to touch it!" She winked. "Has K ever touched it?"

"No" I said emphatically.

"I'm surprised she didn't want to touch it the other night!" C said. "Maybe if I hadn't interrupted she would have..."

It was like C read my mind.

"You must be so pent up! I was a little surprised you didn't finish yourself in the shower this morning - I could tell you needed to."

She read my mind again.

"It's not fair that you girls don't really show it when you're hot!" I blurted. "You always see me hard and know right away. But it's hard to tell when you're...you know..."

"Not really - I mean it's a little less obvious, but you can tell if you know what you're looking for."

"Oh yah? Like what?"

"It's in the eyes, and the look they give you..." she trailed off, her face sultry, eyes locked.

"That's it? I'm supposed to be able to read a girl's mind through her eyes???" I scoffed.

"There's more..." C winked again. "...our lips get fuller...nipples get aroused..." I looked at her nipples. She looked down at them too and giggled. Her nipples were at full mast. She touched one of them, and rolled it between her fingers. "...yes, like this!"

"Well that's helpful if she already has her top off!" I laughed.

"True. It's more subtle than you guys. Other things happen too. Do you want me to show you?"

I nodded. C gestured for me to come to her. I complied. She had me kneel in front of her chair. She pushed herself forward so her butt was toward the edge of the chair, and pulled her legs wide, the insides of her knees resting on the arms of it. Her shoulders hunched forward, and we both looked at her crotch. With the fingers of both hands she spread herself wide. I could feel myself throbbing. C ran one finger up and down her lips. "These are called the labia minora, and when a woman gets aroused, they swell up and stick out more..." she started.

Little did I know this would be my first and only real "formal" education about lady parts. C let go and her lips closed, but her labia were still swollen and stuck out, pink and rumpled. Of course I'd seen this before but didn't really understand it - frankly I was used to this already being the case by the time I saw it - I didn't really know that they weren't always like that.

I watched and listened, fascinated. C spread herself again. I was close enough to smell her scent. She rubbed her finger up and down a few more times, stopping at the top of her lips. With fingers from both hands she exposed her little button. "This is the clitoris. When a woman is horny, it swells up and becomes really sensitive, like the head of your penis. If you touch it directly too much, it gets too sensitive and doesn't feel as good. But if you rub just enough, you can give a woman an orgasm." C demonstrated a few rubbing cycles, and when she pulled her fingers back so I could see it again, her clit was visibly more swollen. I could feel precum on the tip of my dick.

"That's what you do when you play with yourself!" I blurted. C smiled. "Clearly you've been peeping, horny boy!" I gave a bashful smile.

The education continued. "As I'm sure by now you know, when a woman gets horny, her vagina gets very wet..." I nodded as C spread herself wide again. Her hole glistened a little. She slid a finger in deep, and retracted it, holding it up for me to see that it was all wet. She proceeded to describe the g-spot, and where it was located, demonstrating curling her fingers up, and then sliding two fingers in. She told me you could also give a woman an orgasm from her g-spot, and that if you could give her an orgasm from both at the same time, it was the most intense kind to have. I was fascinated. She instructed me to give her my hand. I complied. She bent all of my fingers at the knuckle into my palm, except the middle two. Guiding me, she pushed my fingers into her slit. "Close! Now curl them up. Yes, like that...do you feel that kind of rough spot?" I nodded. "That's it. That's where it is!" I started rubbing it with my fingers, and for a moment she let me. But then, she grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers out. They were glazed with her wetness.

"You're very wet, and swollen...you are horny too."

C flashed a warm smile. "Yes, I'm horny a lot too. I guess we both need to play with ourselves!"

"Or..." I started.

"Shhhh...stop!" C commanded. I stopped, dejected. Damn it. "You just need to cum, and then you'll be fine." She sat up in her chair, leaning forward, breasts just inches from my face. She looked down at me, on my knees, cock standing straight and hard forward. "Yes, you really need to...look..." I looked down too. Drips of precum were spattered on the concrete below. Veins stood out, creating thick shadowed ridges and the head was almost purple with swollen arousal. "Go ahead, son, it's ok...get it all out so you can relax!"

I started stroking and C watched, as if she'd never seen me do it before. The concrete was hurting my knees, so I stood up. C reached out and cupped my balls, fondling them lightly while I stroked. "Oh you're so full...so heavy...yes, that's it...let it go..." It didn't take me long, and when I released I squirted hard, all over - I drenched her chest, and it dripped on her legs, and on her chair. She coo'd and encouraged. "Oh yes, that's it...mmmmm...good boy...doesn't that feel so good?" I pumped it all out, squeezing out every drop, seeing how much she was enjoying it.

I dropped back into my chair, facing her. Now it was her turn. She made a laughing comment about needing that hose again. To my surprise and frustration, she didn't take her turn. Instead she got up and went inside to clean up. A few minutes later she returned with glasses of iced tea. We relaxed for a few minutes enjoying the cold beverage, and then she insisted we get back to work. Lame.

We worked naked, C wore only flip flops. For a while I stopped thinking about sex, somewhat resigned that it hadn't happened yet...what if that was part of this game for her...that we wouldn't actually have sex? The thought was almost infuriating. I focused on trimming the shrubs on the far side of the lawn, my member flopping around as I did. Sometimes I caught C looking at me, but mostly she seemed focused on the job at hand. C went to work on the flower bed near me and got the hose again to spray it down and soften up the top soil. I kept a sharp eye, but she waited till I didn't expect it and sprayed me again. Again I wrestled the hose from her, and we wound up rolling on the ground. We had each other pinned a bit and the hose was through her legs, up against her crotch. She was facing away from me. I pulled the hose tight from the back, forcing it into her ass crack. I had the nozzle in my hand and sprayed the back of her head. She giggled and commented that she could feel the jump of the hose when I hit the nozzle trigger. I started pulses of water, alternating the nozzle trigger. She tightened her thighs around it. "I kinda like that!" she laughed. With my other hand, I reached around and ground the hose into her clit, continuing the pulses. I could feel her tensing and releasing her thighs. Hot. I was hard again. C wrestled herself away from my grip and we both laid in the grass laughing and trying to catch our breath. To my chagrin, C returned to work.

I had to pee, but I was dripping water. We hadn't brought out any towels. C suggested I just pee in the flower bed. So I did. I didn't turn away, so she had a clear view. "You've got some range on that thing, boy!" she commented. There was some muzzle velocity on it, and my stream was going at least 4 or 5 feet. I laughed. "One fun advantage to having a penis I guess." I replied. C took it like a challenge. "Oh yah? I bet I can squirt as far as you can!" No way. But it would be fun to watch her try. "Loser makes lunch!" she shouted. I guess I was getting my lunch made. C put a rock where I was standing to mark the spot, and then another at the furthest point I had hit. She dragged a patio chair to the starting point. I watched fascinated. She reclined back a little in the chair, her ass on the edge again, and pulled her legs further back than I ever thought they could go. With her hands she spread herself in a kind of "stretched up" way, like she was trying to drag her pussy onto her stomach. I came close to get a good view. Then she unleashed. At first it dribbled a little onto the chair, but then she got it going. To my shock, she squirted a thick jet that arced into the air and shot several feet! "Hah! Close!" I gloated. And then using whatever muscles a woman uses, she pushed even harder...and topped me by several inches. Damn! But it was so hot to watch, I didn't even care that I was beaten. Amazing. She relaxed and the stream dribbled again, soaking the chair under her ass. She grinned at me, a little satisfied grin, still holding her pussy. "Guess you better go get lunch started!"

I grabbed the hose, grinning ear to ear. "I'll clean you up first!" C laughed but held her pose. "DON'T TURN IT ON ALL THE WAY" she said firmly, "it's very sensitive!" I brought the nozzle over standing a few feet away and pulled the trigger about a third of the way. The water made a wide cone of drizzle, more of a hard mist than a jet. I could see her tense as the cold water came her way. I sprayed up and down her crotch. She gasped at the cold, but I could see the tension subside as the initial shock wore off. Her pussy was very swollen. I kept it spraying on her lips and clit, and her face changed from a grin to a look of pleasure. I was enjoying this. C started running a finger up and down and over her clit. She spread her legs even wider, which I would not have guessed possible. She hadn't cum since last night that I knew of...and we'd been teasing all day. And as she really got into it, it occurred to me that I could play the game right back. I released the nozzle trigger and set the hose down. "I better go start lunch!" Her face shifted, and then she laughed. "Ohhhh...fine!!! Go make me lunch, brat!"

I turned, cock protruding and headed into the house. From the kitchen, I could see C through the sliding glass door. She moved her chair back to the patio by the table and sat with her legs bent at the knee, and feet on the edge of the chair. I started making sandwiches, glancing up frequently. She alternated between sipping her tea and rubbing herself - not like full on masturbating, more like an almost absent minded making herself feel good. She must have been incredibly horny. I'd never known her to be able to resist sex, especially for this long. After a bit she got up and disappeared from view into the yard. I finished the sandwiches as quickly as I could, and headed back out.

As I opened the sliding door, I saw her working on a flower bed. On her hands and knees, butt toward me. Her ass had bits of grass on it. Her pussy was so swollen I could see it from across the yard. I set the plate on the table quietly, and approached her. My bare feet on the grass made no sound. As I got closer, I could see how swollen the fatty bits around her pussy were. Her lips were so engorged they were spread without even being touched, and her normally hidden entrance was slightly parted, glistening and inviting. It had been well over an hour since my last orgasm and I was primed and ready to go again. I walked up softly, planning how I would take her so she couldn't stop me. As I got near reaching distance, she spoke up. "Son, would you hand me that shovel?" A small gardening shovel was near one of her knees. Grrrrrr! How did she know I was there??? Sure. I knelt down behind her and got the shovel. Reaching between her legs, I held it between her breasts. She reached for it, and took it from me, almost losing her balance on her front half. I seized the opportunity, and buried my cock hard in her gaping, ready cunt.

C gasped and tried to pull away. I grabbed her hair and pulled, freezing her escape. "Son! You can't!" I pulled harder and thrust with my hips. She yelped a quiet one. "What are you doing?" she gasped. I was surprising even myself. "What I should have done a while ago, MOM!" I grunted back. "This is what happens when you tease a horny boy all day!" She tried again to pull away. I pulled her head back further by her hair, and slammed into her hard. I leaned over her, grabbed her throat with my free hand, and then released her hair. Now she was sitting half up, on her knees. With a throaty growl in her ear, I said "I don't care who you are. If you walk around naked showing off your pussy to me long enough, I'm going to take it! Now shut up and get what you've been wanting anyway!" C whimpered. I started pounding her with long, deep, powerful strokes. Rough and urgent. Demanding and selfish. HOlding her throat tightly. Within seconds she was moaning and trembling. She tensed and bucked and shook as I fucked her relentlessly. I knew her orgasm instantly, because she squirted - no, she GUSHED. Her pussy pulsed violently, her body froze and she let out a long low moan. I could feel jets of cum shooting hard into her, still fucking her just as hard. As I finished, I slowed naturally. Through her clenched teeth, windpipe partially blocked by my hand on her throat, she uttered "Don't stop! Don't...still cumming..." Fuck. Still? I fucked her harder. Finally her body went limp and she trembled. I growled in her ear again. "Tease me like that again and this is what you can expect." I released her neck and she dropped her head, breathing loudly. She collapsed on the ground, falling away from me, onto her side. Her mouth and chin were covered with slobber, her eyes half closed. Her body shook uncontrollably and she still whimpered a little. I collapsed on the grass as well, finally satisfied. She whispered. "I guess you're a real man now, son"

Completely spent, we both fell asleep on the grass in the hot summer sun. I woke up parched. I felt like a man in the desert, on the edge of survival. It took me a minute to come to. I reached for C. She wasn't there. I stumbled to the patio and gulped half my glass of iced tea. I could hear water running. I went inside. C was in the bathroom, the tub was running. She didn't even bother shutting the door. I came in, uninvited. She was sitting in the tub and shaving her legs. She didn't look up when I walked in. I sat on the toilet, still naked and brushed my hand into the water. It was cool. "Am I a bad mom because I let you do that to me?" she asked. "Am I a bad son because I did that to you?" I retorted. She smiled wryly. "No." she said softly. "You're just a horny boy, and I want you to be happy." I was a little surprised at the exchange. I figured after that fucking we'd be done with the whole game. I guess not. "Obviously you liked it." I pointed out. "Yes." After a quiet moment she continued. "Yes, I did. Very much. Too much. I don't think I've cum that hard...or that long...maybe ever". I swelled a bit with pride. I had fucked the shit out of her.

We sat in silence for a few minutes while she continued to shave. "Do you like me being your mom?" she asked. I took her hand and winked. "I couldn't ask for a better mom!" She looked at me and smiled, a kind of loving smile. We sat in silence a bit more. "Thank you for being Ok with doing things like this..." she said out of the blue. "I hope you don't think I'm weird. It's not like I would really do this with a real son." I wondered if maybe it had gone further than she expected or something. It seemed like she was feeling wrong about it maybe. "I know, C, I know. It's just pretend. I would never fuck my mother either!" She laughed. "Good point. It is super fun though, this game. Can we keep playing it?" I agreed.

She finished shaving her legs and motioned me to join her in the tub. I sat between her legs, leaning back on her chest. She put her arms around me and we just relaxed there quietly for a bit. "Did you ever pee your pants, or your bed as a kid?" she broke the silence. Question from left field. That kind of hit home. In fact, until I was 5 or 6 I did. Kids at school teased me about it when I was in kindergarten. It was humiliating. I was slow to respond. "I know it's kind of a weird question..." I cut her off. "It's OK. Yes, I did." I told her about it, and how it used to make my mom so mad, she would punish me by putting me in an ice bath every time. C was appalled. "How could she do that? Poor kid!" She hugged me tight. "A good mom doesn't mind cleaning up her boy after an accident!" I wasn't sure what she was driving at. Odd line of conversation. "If you ever have an accident, don't worry, I won't be mad" she said and patted me with a giggle. I asked what brought on that line of conversation. She said she just remembered how shy I was about peeing in front of her at first and wondered if I'd had some bad experience around it as a kid. She was clearly perceptive.

C had me move and sat up on the edge of the tub. "Mom needs to shave her bikini area." I had never seen her shaved before, this was new! I was curious. "There might be some places hard for me to reach, could you help me?" Of course. She handed me the shave cream and instructed me how to apply it and lather her up. I gladly did, squirting some into my hand, rubbing it to a lather and then spreading it over her crotch. She started shaving herself while I watched, amused. When she finished, I took the cloth and rinsed her off. No hair. I liked that. It was just like some of the girls in porn. C turned around, bent over and spread her ass. I helped her shave up the little bit of hair in her crack, and then rinsed it off. There was something just erotic and inviting about her freshly shaved, clean ass. I rinsed it well, running my fingers over her puckered hole. She held her ass open for me, and seemed to like it. I ran my finger back over it and pressed a little into it. "Are you being a bad boy again?" I said nothing, just pushed my finger in a little deeper. She didn't resist. I don't know what prompted me - I'd never done this before - I removed my finger and ran the cloth over her puckered hole again...and then licked it. And then I licked it again. And again. And started running my tongue over it, teasing it. C exhaled heavily. "I can't believe my son is such a dirty boy...you like licking your mamma's asshole, don't you?" I was surprised. She didn't like the word asshole in a sexual context, and never used it. "Yes" I stopped just long enough to get the word out and started again. "Mmmmmm...good boy...mamma likes that...a lot". I got more aggressive with it, and she spread herself wider, moving her hands in so her fingers were just an inch or so from it, and pulling it wide open. "Does licking my ass make your big penis hard?" I sort of nodded, but it's not like she needed verbal confirmation - she could see it I'm sure. I continued, burying my tongue as deep as I could, and slid 2 fingers into her pussy to find her g-spot like she showed me earlier. C moaned and braced her knees on the tub edge. "Now that you've had mamma's pussy, are you going to rape mamma's ass now too???" I hadn't really been into the whole mom thing that much, but this dirty talk was insanely arousing. I fingered her harder, and faster, right on her g-spot while I kept my tongue working her ass. She came again, hard, ejaculating down my hand, her face pushed sideways into the shower wall.

I pulled my fingers out and sat back, catching my breath for a moment. "When you play with yourself, do you ever play with your asshole?" I asked her, emboldened to use the word asshole, since she had. "Apparently you've been spying on your mom, don't you know?" she fired back, still bent over against the wall. "I've never seen you do it." C didn't answer. She still had her hands on her ass, holding it open. She moved her grip so one of her hands had her middle finger right on her hole. She rubbed it a little.

"You want me to play with it, don't you?" She pushed the tip of her finger in a little.

"Well, do you like to?"

She blushed a little. "You know me so well. Sometimes when I use my vibrator, I like to play with it."

"Show me."

"You want mamma to show you how she fingers her ass? You are such a dirty boy!" She was grinning now, her face still against the wall. "I have to move though, I can't stay like this."

I took the hint and moved back. C moved onto her knees in the tub, and braced herself with one hand against the tub edge, her knees as far apart as the tub would allow. I sat back against the faucet end of the tub. "Go get that bottle of baby oil" she ordered. I got up and retrieved it from the counter, returning to my spot behind her. "Squirt some on me." I held it to the top of her ass crack and squirted a good stream of it, watching is it ran down. She caught it with her fingers at her hole and started working it in. I squirted some more, then set the bottle down. C worked one finger in to her knuckle, and I instinctively reached to hold her ass open so I had a good view. She finger fucked it slowly, giving me a show. Eventually she worked in a second finger, and then both as far in as she could reach them. "Do you like watching me do this?" Yes! I was loving it. Except on porn, I'd never watched a woman finger her own ass before like that.

I watched for a few minutes, but then got an idea. There was a hairbrush on the edge of the tub. It had a blue semi-transparent plastic handle that came to a rounded point at the end, and bulged in the middle. I picked up the brush, and held it where C could see it. I didn't have to say anything, she knew my dirty mind. She slipped her fingers out, using them to hold herself open a little. "Go ahead son...put it in if you want, just do it slowly." I pushed it against her anus between her fingers and with a little pressure it started to slide in. C arched her back and pushed her butt up a little. I took her hand and put it around the brush. She got it. I watched as she worked it in, little by little, fucking herself with it slowly and going a little deeper with each thrust. She breathed heavily and finally had it all the way in. It was a sort of comical yet arousing sight - C on her knees with a brush sticking out of her ass. She fucked her ass with it for a minute, giving me a show.

I stood up out of the water, and moved to sit on the closed toilet next to the tub. C looked back at me, confused, and started to pull the brush out. "Leave it!" I ordered. She pushed it back in. I beckoned her over, and she turned toward me still in the tub. "What do you want mamma to do now?" I put my feet up on the edge of the tub and leaned back against the counter behind me, sitting sideways on the toilet, with my ass on the edge of it. C came closer, positioned between my legs, looking up at me curiously. "I want you to use your mouth on me like I saw in the pornos". She smiled. "You want me to put your penis in my mouth?" she asked. "Yes!" C came closer and took me in her hand. She ran her hand up and down my shaft, and over the head. Then she took me in her mouth and started. But that wasn't really what I was after. I enjoyed it for a minute, and then she paused for a moment, stroking me with her hand. I reached out and pushed her head down - not on my cock, lower. C grinned. "Awww you want mamma to suck your balls?" I pushed her head even lower, and rocked my hips up. Then she got it. She used one hand to push my sack up out of the way and without breaking eye contact went for it. I felt her tongue slide down my taint and make contact. I think it was more the kink of it than the feeling of it, but I liked it. She went at it eagerly, her tongue flicking over my ass as much as she could reach. The position was a little awkward. I could see the head of the brush wiggling as she moved, and I liked that too.

After a minute or so, C stopped. "It's hard to reach you like that, come here" I got up followed her lead. She had me step into the tub, get on my knees and then lean out of the tub, so my mid section was up against it, and my hands on the floor outside the tub. THat gave her easy access. I felt her hands part my ass and then her warm breath. And then her tongue. She went to town at it, flicking and teasing, and then pushing her tongue in. Then she stopped. "Hang on a second." OK. I heard her pick something up and then I felt a cool sensation as she smeared shave cream in my crack. "It's hard to get in there, cause you have so much hair!" I'm not a hairy guy, actually, but definitely the usual ass hair. She proceeded to shave inside my crack, then rinsed me with the cloth. Then she went back at it. When she had me good and teased, I felt her finger rubbing around my hole and pressing in on it. "Can I show you something, son?" I nodded. C reached through my legs and stroked my cock with one hand. And then I felt her finger press gently, yet firmly into my ass. I wasn't sure what to think. But I was horny as hell, and I liked the kink. She fingered me shallowly at first, and the combined sensation of that with her stroking me was delicious. Gradually her finger went deeper. I wasn't sure what happened...but suddenly things went from good and interesting to fucking amazing! I gasped and moaned. She moaned too. "Do you like mamma's trick?" I nodded emphatically. I could feel a massive orgasm building, and she could sense it too. I felt like my head was going to explode from the blood rush due to my position, but I didn't want her to stop. I came so hard that I could hear my semen jetting into the water of the tub. I bucked and moaned. C slowed and worked the last of it out of me. I flipped over onto the floor and laid there, re-stabilizing. C looked down at me with a big smile on her face. "Mamma thinks you liked that! I know I did!" She stood, stepped out of the tub and said "I'll be right back!" I watched her walk awkwardly out of the room, the blue brush still sticking out of her ass and wiggling as she walked.

A moment later, C returned with her dildo. At first I was not amused. I was willing to try new things, but NOT that. She saw the concern in my face - probably wide eyed terror, and laughed. "Not for you, silly! I'm not done yet!" She knelt over me on the floor, in a 69-like position - her crotch right over my face and bracing herself against the edge of the tub with one of her hands. She worked the large-ish dildo into her pussy, the brush still inserted in her ass. She started fucking herself with the dildo, then stopped and worked the brush for a second. "Ummm...could mamma get a little help here? I can't work both of these!" She giggled. I laughed and sat up slightly behind her. I took hold of the brush and started working it, and she went back to the dildo. I watched her pace and thrust and did my best to match it with the brush. She moaned and bucked. "Mmmmm yes...that's it...fuck mamma's ass! Fuck it good!" She was really liking the dirty talk with this game. And despite my titanic orgasm, I was still hard. I pulled the brush out slowly, and she slowed with the dildo unsure of what was happening. As soon as the brush came out, I pushed my cock against her ass. It was much bigger than the brush, and I felt her tense a bit. She stopped moving the dildo and put both hands on the edge of the tub. "Slowly!" she warned. I finally got the head in, and after that it slid in fairly easily as her ass was already lubed and primed. She moved her hand back to the dildo and started moaning loudly as she worked it. She orgasmed hard, again. This time she was loud. Very loud. We were so used to being quiet, it seemed extremely loud, and very erotic. Her hand came back off the dildo and braced her on the tub again, and she shook and bucked. As she throbbed, I could see the dildo moving in and out on it's own - just a little, but moving with her muscles. I came again, in her ass.

C rolled over and sat against the tub, breathing heavily and spent. I plopped down next to her. After a bit we decided it was nap time. C made me put those stupid underwear back on. I napped on the couch and C went to her bedroom. I fell asleep immediately, exhausted. I woke hours later as dusk was setting in, to C in the kitchen making dinner. She was wearing her bikini top again, and a pair of light weight "stretchy material" shorts that hugged her crotch but were loose in the legs. I came up behind her at the sink and pulled the string on her bikini top, making it come undone. She grabbed at it, holding it on and said "Son...we can't...we shouldn't have...it was a mistake...a one time thing!" I was undeterred. I grabbed her shorts and pulled them down to her knees. "Son! Stop!" She dropped her top grabbing for her shorts. She wasn't wearing panties. She pulled her shorts up while I went for her breasts, palming them and rubbing them. She grabbed my hands and pulled them away. "Stop it! It was one time only!" She seamed serious. She turned around and pushed me away. Grabbing her bikini top, she stomped off to the bathroom. I heard the lock click.

One time! Whatever. I wasn't sure what to do or say. I went to the bathroom door. "Come on, mom...you liked it...I liked it. Relax." She shouted at me to leave her alone. I went to K's room and kicked back on my bed for a minute, processing it all. Was she serious? Was she crazy? No...I'd known her long enough...this must just be part of the game. She came out of the bathroom, her bikini top back on and went back to the kitchen. I got up and went to her room. Her camcorder was still sitting by her bed. I picked it up and rewound it, returning to the kitchen. I hit play and held it up.

"A one time thing, huh mom? Is that why you need video of me masturbating? You know, to watch it ONE time?"

"That is my personal stuff! Go put that back!" she seemed upset, but probably just acting.

"YOUR personal stuff? That's ME on that tape!" I hit record and started video taping. "Tell me mom, tell me all about how when you were licking my ass, it was a one-time thing. Tell me how you fucking yourself for me was a one-time thing. Flaunting your naked body was a one-time thing!"

"Stop it!" She came at me, grabbing for the camera. I held it back and grabbed her shorts with my free hand, pulling them down a little, but she dodged away. My reflexes were faster and I caught the string of her bikini as she turned away, pulling the top off - all the way off. She turned and faced me, hands on her hips, naked breasts heaving as she breathed hard. "A one time thing huh? Look how hard your nipples are!" They were hard. And it definitely wasn't cold in the room. "D! Stop!" She looked at me, defiant with her head cocked. I was filming it. "Turn that off!"

"I will. When I'm ready. I just want to film my mom making a good dinner, what's wrong with that?" I smirked.

"Then give me my top back!"

"No! You lost it fair and square by being rude!"

C sighed and turned back to the sink, her bare back to me. I started interviewing her like I was a reporter. "So, mom, tell us what's on the menu for dinner." She wouldn't look at me and kept her back to me. She described whatever it was she was making. I wasn't really paying attention to what she was saying. When she finished, I asked the follow up. "No side of pussy?" She asked me to please stop. No, there was no side of pussy. "Pussy for dessert then?" No, there would be no pussy for dessert. "Oh...I get it...we're doing ass for dessert, right?" In exasperation, she gave up. She continued her meal prep while I filmed, but refused to turn to face me. I repositioned for a better angle, she turned away. Reposition again, she turned away again. We danced like this for a bit. Finally I gave in - or said I did. I set the camera down on the island, pointing toward her at the sink and still recording. "Ok, ok...I put the camera down. I'm sorry. I was just playing with you! The camera was never even recording!"

"Thank you." she still wasn't looking at me.

"You're welcome, mom, I'm sorry." I walked up behind her, and she bristled. "Relax...I just want to give you a hug." She softened. I put my arms around her from behind and gave her a tight long hug. She accepted it. The skin of my chest was against the skin of her back. I kissed her neck and whispered "It wasn't a one time thing, it was a three time thing." She giggled quietly. "OK, it was a three time thing!" I squeezed her. "And I just want to take your shorts off because I like to see you naked. Is that so wrong?" She sighed. "You make me wear these lame underwear because you like to see me in them, right?" She sighed again. "Yes, I do like you in those..." I pushed my bulging crotch tight against her ass as I hugged her. "And you like what's in them too, don't you?" She nodded. "I'm going to take your shorts off now, and you're going to let me...you don't mind me seeing you naked, do you?" She sighed again. "OK...fine...you can take them off, but that's all..." she acquiesced. I let her go, but kept my body pressed tight against hers. I reached down and slowly pushed her shorts down from her hips. I pulled back a little and they dropped to the floor. I knelt behind her and gripped one of her ankles, lifting it. She complied. Then the other, and I pulled the shorts away. Kneeling behind her, I had a view. Her legs were too close together to be unobstructed, but I could see her pussy was swollen again, and moisture glistened where her opening was.

As I stood back up, I dropped my underwear to the ground, releasing my aroused cock. I put an arm around her again and whispered in her ear. "Thank you. And...it's actually a FOUR time thing." And as I said it, I entered her. She tried to snap her legs together, but it was too late. I pushed her against the counter hard and and started fucking. She fought for a minute, but then gave up, and bent over the counter compliantly. I had her by the hair and hissed "I'm the man of the house now, and I'll have it when I want it! Is that clear?" She nodded as much as she could with her hair held tight. I fucked her hard and fast. We both came quickly. Then I pulled out, and guided her to her knees by her hair. "Clean me up so I'm ready for dinner." I ordered. C looked up at me, eyes full of horny greed, while she complied, licking and sucking our juices off of me.

And the whole thing was recorded. The quality sucked and the camera angle wasn't very good, but it was still erotic. After dinner while she cleaned the kitchen I connected the camera to the TV. I turned up the volume loud and played it back. She barrelled into the living room in shock. "You said it wasn't recording!!!" she yelled. "I lied." She sat down and watched it spellbound. I fucked her again in the recliner. She was a great actress, but she liked it.

She later told me she masturbated to the tape several times, but eventually erased it for fear someone would find it who shouldn't (K, I'm guessing)

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