02-04-2026, 07:23 PM
Part 3
We’d shared a lot of things over the years, but I had never showered with her before, so her eyebrows arched a bit when she saw me enter the stall.... she smiled and said, “Well, this is a surprise.... what’s up?”
I gave her a wry smile... then reached out and gently caressed one of her heavy breasts, pulling gently on the nipple with my fingers, and said, “I saw you give Tyler a handjob in the kitchen before our date.”
With a mixture of surprise and guilt on her face, she said, “Oh, honey.... I’m so sorry you saw that.... I guess I was really horny tonight.... and I could see the outline of Tyler’s cock in those tight pants he was wearing.... I just lost control.... did it, uh... ruin your date?”
I giggled and said, “No... it’s OK, mom.... actually, it totally turned me on.... I could barely wait to get his dick inside me until after we ate.... I think I had four orgasms tonight.”
We both laughed, and I added, “Yeah... I agree with you.... he does have a pretty impressive cock, doesn’t he?”
Still laughing, we shared a hug under the warm spray of the running water, as she nodded and said, “Holy shit, you’re not kidding....”
After our hugging moment passed, my mother grabbed a bar of soap and began lathering up my tits.... gently squeezing the flesh with her hands, and rubbing her thumbs back and forth over my stiffening nipples. Her attention to my boobs felt wonderful, and I realized I was still extremely turned on from watching her stroking Tyler’s hard-on in the kitchen, and my delicious orgasms in the car after dinner.
My mom continued to caress my breasts with one hand, as she reached her other hand down between us and started running her fingers along my pussy lips... eventually finding my clitoris and rubbing little circles around the engorged tip.
I spread my legs slightly to give her better access, then closed my eyes and moaned, murmuring, “Hmmmmm... that feels good...”
Wallowing in the warm sensations emanating between my legs, I smiled, and said, “I think I like the thought of sharing my boyfriends with you, mom.... when Tyler fucked me after dinner tonight, I came harder than I ever have before.... and I think it’s because I saw you jerking him off in the kitchen...”
She giggled, and said, “Oh, sweetie... I love that idea.”
She began sliding her fingers in and out of my pussy, and spending extra time rubbing the tip of my plump nub, as she mused, “I don’t know why, but I always seem to be looking for a nice, hard cock to get my hands on... it’s kind of like an itch that just always needs to be scratched...”
I chuckled and said, “Yeah... I know... I’ve heard some of your phone conversations.”
Mom let out a somewhat guilty laugh, as she continued massaging my tits and flicking my clitoris. I moaned and mewled for a few more minutes, then suddenly let out a muffled cry and creamed all over the probing fingers between my legs.
“Oh, mom.... oh.... oh.... God, that feels good.... yeah.... just like that.... yeah.... right there.... yeah..... aaaaahhhhhh.... aaaaahhhhhh.... holy shit, mom.... yeeeeaaahhhhh.... hmmmmmm...”
My climax was so intense, I thought my legs might buckle... but they managed to hold me up as I rocked my hips and wallowed in my intense, electrifying orgasm.
Breathing hard and giggling at our newfound intimacy, my mom and I spent a few quiet minutes under the warm, streaming water while I enjoyed my ebbing climax. Then we finished our shower, dried off, and headed to bed for the night.
After that, I always let my mother check out my boyfriends whenever they came to the house. Most of the sex I had with my boyfriends was just between the two of us, but when mom was horny and didn’t have a date, she’d either fuck them while I watched TV, or we’d let her join us for a threesome. I seemed to have a knack for picking guys who had amazing cocks, so between having stiff dicks pounding our pussies, and getting plenty of tongue and finger action on our clits, my mother and I enjoyed lots of mutual orgasms. And, of course, none of my boyfriends ever complained....
After high college, I broke up with Tyler and went off to college in Florida, where I managed to attract the attention of a lot of my classmates. This actually wasn’t too difficult, since almost all the co-eds attended classes in bikini tops and shorts.... my heavy hangers were a big hit from day-one.
Some of the guys I dated.... some I just fucked for fun.... but I can definitely say I thoroughly enjoyed my introduction to college life. On occasion I’d bring one of them home for a long weekend, and... of course... to meet my mother. She always enjoyed checking them out.... which usually ended up with her fucking them or giving them a blowjob during their visit. I always enjoyed those weekends.... and from what I could tell, my boyfriends really did, too.
Somewhere in the middle of my senior year I met Hugh, another senior, who I started dating exclusively late in our fall semester. He was attractive, smart, and funny.... and had an impressive, 9” cock.... which I loved having stuffed deep inside my pussy just about any time we weren’t in class or studying.
As we moved from winter into spring that year, I realized I couldn’t really afford to go on a spring break trip, so I invited Hugh to spend that week with me at my home, instead, and to meet my mother. He thought that sounded like a good idea, and when classes let out just before mid-semester, we jumped in my car and made the four-hour drive back to my hometown.
We pulled into my driveway, and my mother met us at the door with a bright, and somewhat mischievous, smile on her face. She ushered us inside, and I gave her a big hug, then turned and introduced her to my latest college boyfriend.
“Mom... this is Hugh; Hugh... this is my mother, Emma.”
To be continued
We’d shared a lot of things over the years, but I had never showered with her before, so her eyebrows arched a bit when she saw me enter the stall.... she smiled and said, “Well, this is a surprise.... what’s up?”
I gave her a wry smile... then reached out and gently caressed one of her heavy breasts, pulling gently on the nipple with my fingers, and said, “I saw you give Tyler a handjob in the kitchen before our date.”
With a mixture of surprise and guilt on her face, she said, “Oh, honey.... I’m so sorry you saw that.... I guess I was really horny tonight.... and I could see the outline of Tyler’s cock in those tight pants he was wearing.... I just lost control.... did it, uh... ruin your date?”
I giggled and said, “No... it’s OK, mom.... actually, it totally turned me on.... I could barely wait to get his dick inside me until after we ate.... I think I had four orgasms tonight.”
We both laughed, and I added, “Yeah... I agree with you.... he does have a pretty impressive cock, doesn’t he?”
Still laughing, we shared a hug under the warm spray of the running water, as she nodded and said, “Holy shit, you’re not kidding....”
After our hugging moment passed, my mother grabbed a bar of soap and began lathering up my tits.... gently squeezing the flesh with her hands, and rubbing her thumbs back and forth over my stiffening nipples. Her attention to my boobs felt wonderful, and I realized I was still extremely turned on from watching her stroking Tyler’s hard-on in the kitchen, and my delicious orgasms in the car after dinner.
My mom continued to caress my breasts with one hand, as she reached her other hand down between us and started running her fingers along my pussy lips... eventually finding my clitoris and rubbing little circles around the engorged tip.
I spread my legs slightly to give her better access, then closed my eyes and moaned, murmuring, “Hmmmmm... that feels good...”
Wallowing in the warm sensations emanating between my legs, I smiled, and said, “I think I like the thought of sharing my boyfriends with you, mom.... when Tyler fucked me after dinner tonight, I came harder than I ever have before.... and I think it’s because I saw you jerking him off in the kitchen...”
She giggled, and said, “Oh, sweetie... I love that idea.”
She began sliding her fingers in and out of my pussy, and spending extra time rubbing the tip of my plump nub, as she mused, “I don’t know why, but I always seem to be looking for a nice, hard cock to get my hands on... it’s kind of like an itch that just always needs to be scratched...”
I chuckled and said, “Yeah... I know... I’ve heard some of your phone conversations.”
Mom let out a somewhat guilty laugh, as she continued massaging my tits and flicking my clitoris. I moaned and mewled for a few more minutes, then suddenly let out a muffled cry and creamed all over the probing fingers between my legs.
“Oh, mom.... oh.... oh.... God, that feels good.... yeah.... just like that.... yeah.... right there.... yeah..... aaaaahhhhhh.... aaaaahhhhhh.... holy shit, mom.... yeeeeaaahhhhh.... hmmmmmm...”
My climax was so intense, I thought my legs might buckle... but they managed to hold me up as I rocked my hips and wallowed in my intense, electrifying orgasm.
Breathing hard and giggling at our newfound intimacy, my mom and I spent a few quiet minutes under the warm, streaming water while I enjoyed my ebbing climax. Then we finished our shower, dried off, and headed to bed for the night.
After that, I always let my mother check out my boyfriends whenever they came to the house. Most of the sex I had with my boyfriends was just between the two of us, but when mom was horny and didn’t have a date, she’d either fuck them while I watched TV, or we’d let her join us for a threesome. I seemed to have a knack for picking guys who had amazing cocks, so between having stiff dicks pounding our pussies, and getting plenty of tongue and finger action on our clits, my mother and I enjoyed lots of mutual orgasms. And, of course, none of my boyfriends ever complained....
After high college, I broke up with Tyler and went off to college in Florida, where I managed to attract the attention of a lot of my classmates. This actually wasn’t too difficult, since almost all the co-eds attended classes in bikini tops and shorts.... my heavy hangers were a big hit from day-one.
Some of the guys I dated.... some I just fucked for fun.... but I can definitely say I thoroughly enjoyed my introduction to college life. On occasion I’d bring one of them home for a long weekend, and... of course... to meet my mother. She always enjoyed checking them out.... which usually ended up with her fucking them or giving them a blowjob during their visit. I always enjoyed those weekends.... and from what I could tell, my boyfriends really did, too.
Somewhere in the middle of my senior year I met Hugh, another senior, who I started dating exclusively late in our fall semester. He was attractive, smart, and funny.... and had an impressive, 9” cock.... which I loved having stuffed deep inside my pussy just about any time we weren’t in class or studying.
As we moved from winter into spring that year, I realized I couldn’t really afford to go on a spring break trip, so I invited Hugh to spend that week with me at my home, instead, and to meet my mother. He thought that sounded like a good idea, and when classes let out just before mid-semester, we jumped in my car and made the four-hour drive back to my hometown.
We pulled into my driveway, and my mother met us at the door with a bright, and somewhat mischievous, smile on her face. She ushered us inside, and I gave her a big hug, then turned and introduced her to my latest college boyfriend.
“Mom... this is Hugh; Hugh... this is my mother, Emma.”
To be continued
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