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nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:18 PM

I had my feet up, fighting sleep as I pretended to watch a stupid film on television, when the phone rang. Caller ID said it was Ben's cell phone, so I picked up the handset.

"Hi, son. What's up?"

"Hi, Mom. Um, I need you to do me a favor, please?"

"Oh, yeah? Like what?"

He laughed. "Don't worry, Mom, it's easy. I need a file that's on my PC. I forgot to copy it when I came back to college last month after the break. If you could email it to me?"

"I think I can manage that. Do you want to hold on, or shall I ring you back when the computer is running?"

"Ring me back, please, Mom? Um, Mom? You'll need my user-name and password."

"Ah, yes. Good thinking, son. Just a moment until I grab a pencil ... okay, shoot."

"Okay, Mom, user name is benjie. B, e, n, j, i, e. All lower case."

"Okay, got that. Password?"

He paused a moment. "Um, it's SexySarah#1. Capital S, lower case e, x, y, uppercase S, then lowercase a, r, a and h. Then the number sign, and digit 1. No spaces. Okay?"

I read it back to him, my mind whirling. Sexy Sarah, huh? That's my name, Sarah. Not sure about the sexy, although I had really enjoyed sex with my late husband. A lot. "Okay, son, I'll ring you back in about ten minutes, okay?

Okay, Mom. Love you. 'Bye." He hung up and I replaced the handset, slowly. Was I making too much of it? Highly probable. I laughed and made my way up to his room. We had the space, and we'd converted a large closet into an office for him. He had his PC and printer on the desk, and plenty of filing space for his papers. I switched the computer on and waited for it to go through the boot procedure, then entered his user name and password. Bingo! I reached for the phone near his desk and dialed his cell phone. He answered on the first ring.

"Hi, Mom. All ready to go?"

"Sure thing, son. What am I looking for?"

"Open the file manager, and look for a folder labeled 'College'."

"Um, okay, yep, got that. Now what?"

"Open the 'College' folder. There are other folders in that one. The one I want is labeled 'C++'. Open that, and find a folder labeled 'Project'. If you could attach that folder to an email and send it?"

"Two minutes. I'll just put the phone down." Blessing the fact that both Ben and my late husband Jack had made sure I knew my way around a computer, I opened up Ben's email program, typed up a quick note, addressed the email to his college address, and attached the folder. I checked, yes, everything okay, and clicked on 'send'. I picked the phone up again. "Ben?"

"Hi, Mom. Everything okay?"

"The folder's on its way. Do you want me to hold until you check?"

"Sure thing, Mom, if you don't mind?"

"No problem, son. Tonight's TV is rubbish, I'd rather talk to my son. Everything going okay?"
Mostly, Mom, except that Jill broke it off. To be honest, I'd been expecting it. She's a lovely girl, but we had nothing in common."

"Too bad, son." I laughed. "You can concentrate on your exams now."

"Yeah, right. Hey, just a second, Mom. Yeah, the email just arrived. A moment until I check it … um, yes, the files are there. Thanks, Mom, you just saved me a lot of work."

"Okay, son. Tasks like that I don't mind, but don't make a habit of it, okay?"

He laughed. "No way, Mom. Thanks again, and bye for now."

"Bye, son. Take care, and good luck in the exams."

"Thanks, Mom. Bye." He hung up, and I replaced my own handset. About to switch off the PC I caught sight of the corner of a folder on his desk. A paper - a photo - was sticking out a little and I saw what looked like bare skin. I was about to reach for it, then stopped myself. Invasion of Ben's privacy, Sarah. I fought my inner devil for a moment, but the devil won and I reached for the folder. I opened it and stopped dead. It was a photo, yes, and I had seen bare skin. A lot of it, in fact, because the subject of the photo was a naked woman. Now a mere nude wouldn't have stopped me dead. After all, my son was male, only twenty-one, and as far as I knew was as horny as the next guy. He'd had girlfriends and I was pretty sure that more than one of them had been bedmates, too.No, what stopped me dead was the subject of the photo, because it was me, totally naked, and there was no way Ben could have a nude photo of me. I knew that, because I'd never been naked in his presence. I took a closer look at the photo, then realized. Yes, it actually was me, but the photo had been taken about five years earlier, before Jack died, and the three of us, plus Ben's then girlfriend, Rhonda, had been to the beach for the day. Somehow, despite my reservations, I'd let Rhonda persuade me to buy a bikini for the trip. Now, I look after myself, eat carefully and exercise regularly, and I think my figure is pretty good. My tits aren't particularly big, but as my late husband always said, 'anything more than a handful is wasted,' and I hadn't drooped much at all over the years. In fact, they still looked – and felt – pretty good to me. I looked closely at the photo and smiled. Definitely not my tits. The size and shape were about right, yes, but my areolae are bigger. I guessed Ben must have manipulated the photo. I laughed and went to put it back, but then a thought struck me. Why on earth would Ben want a nude photo of his mother?

For a sexually experienced widow of forty-one I can be incredibly naive at times. Why does any virile young heterosexual male keep a picture of a naked woman near his bed? Masturbation stimulus, that's why! But his mother? Ben was masturbating to thoughts of me? I was trying to be annoyed but my innate honesty recognized the self-delusion, and I felt a hot flush run through me, centered between my legs. The thought of Ben jacking off to a picture of me was getting me sexually excited!

I sat back, thinking hard. That I ought to be shocked, even disgusted, I recognized and discarded. I understood sex drive, oh yes. Jack and I had had an active sexual life. I loved to be fucked, and he loved to fuck me. Now, for reasons which completely escaped me, I was thinking of being fucked by my son. Not only that, but the thought was exciting me! I shook my head, and went to put the picture back in the folder, but a slip of paper in the folder caught my eye. A list of website addresses. I looked closer, recognizing one or two of them as porn sites Jack and I had looked at for occasional stimulus. Not that we needed it, because just the sight of each other naked was enough to trigger a mutually satisfying sex session, but yes, sometimes we got ideas. There were other site addresses I didn't recognize, though. A couple of things caught my eye, references to MILFs, whatever they were, and 'mothers and sons'. I thought for a moment or two, and then reached for the keyboard, opening the browser and keying in the first address.

Half an hour later I sat back, pensive, closing the browser and preparing to close down the computer. I paused, thinking. He had the list of websites, but did Ben have anything saved on his computer? A few minutes searching and I thought I might have found something, but when I tried to open the folder, I found it was password-protected. Would his main password work? Yes! Well, almost. It was actually SexySarah#2. I opened the folder and started to browse.

When I finally got around to shutting down the computer an hour or so later, I had a lot to think about. Primarily, whether to confront Ben about it. In all honesty, what I had done was invade my son's privacy, and that was a trust I wasn't prepared to break casually. But what I had read on Ben's computer indicated that the idea of fucking his mother was high on his list of desires. I'd found out what a MILF was - 'a mom I'd like to fuck.' He'd even made a list. Top of the list was me, and I wasn't quite sure what I thought about that, but his aunt Carol was there, too, as were Jenny Collins and Alice Jensen, two neighbors. Sisters, they were both younger than me, Jenny by about a year, her sister Alice nearer three, but both of them at least sixteen or seventeen years older than Ben. If I included myself, all of the women on Ben's list were attractive, intelligent older women. It seemed that whatever else was involved, and I wasn't prepared to go there, not yet, at least my son showed good taste in his choice of older women! Although it was only mid-evening, I was a little tired and got ready for bed. I lay in bed for ages thinking, thinking about my son's obvious desire to fuck his mom. That the thought excited me, I admitted freely. Whether I'd do anything about it I just didn't know, and my sleep was restless when I finally dozed off.

Jack's will and insurance had left us comfortable, but I still need to work to bring in some cash, cash I could use to put the occasional luxury into our lives, so for four-and-a half days a week, plus the occasional weekend cover, I work in real estate. Usually in the office, occasionally filling in to show prospective customers around properties we had on the books. I finished at midday on a Friday and usually had at least a coffee, sometimes lunch, with my sister Carol. Fifteen months older than me, Carol was another single mother. In her case, of twins, Tony and Tina, a year or so older than Ben. Carol wasn't a widow, but divorced. Because she'd had a good lawyer the divorce settlement was good, and she, like me, was comfortable but needed to work for the luxuries. Carol worked for the firm of lawyers who had handled her divorce. Because she was a good employee, a paralegal, the partner who handled the divorce for her, Alicia Juarez, had charged her only for actual costs, doing the rest of the work pro bono. Anyway, enough of that. The offices where we worked were only a couple of blocks apart so, as I said, we had a coffee or lunch together on a Friday.

Carol and I are close, and she'd always looked out for me as we were growing up, and as we moved apart and into relationships, and then marriage, we remained good friends. I knew I could ask her about just about anything and know that I'd get an honest answer. I'd dithered for a few days but decided I needed to ask her about Ben's fantasy. This Friday was a lunch day, and we went to one of our favorites, Bambina. Italian, good food, reasonable prices. As usual, it was busy, and conversation was difficult, private conversation impossible. Not to worry, because it was a fine summer day. On fine summer days we took coffee-to-go and went and sat in a little park a block away. Nearly always quiet during the day, maybe a few pre-school children and their mothers in the play area, but the benches were set well apart and it was easy to spot anyone getting close enough to eavesdrop. We sat, and as usual, I kicked off my shoes, wriggling my toes.

Carol laughed. "You always do that."
I shrugged. "I know. I guess I just like to wriggle my toes. Heck, I usually walk around barefoot at home."

"You always did." She looked at me. "Something on your mind, little sister?"

I nodded. "I guess. Something came up and I'm not sure what to do about it."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"I'm not sure, but I do need advice."

"So shoot."

I took a deep breath. "Carol, what does a woman do when she finds out her son has manipulated a photo of her into a nude photo, and fantasizes about fucking her?"

For the first time ever that I could remember, Carol didn't give me a straight answer. In fact, she stared at me, then flushed and looked away for a moment, then back at me.

"I'm not sure I can answer that one, sis," she said quietly. We gazed at each other for a long, tense moment, then she gave me a little smile. "Can I tell you something in confidence, Sarah, and will you promise never to say anything to anybody, ever?"

Wow, this was heavy! "I so swear, Carol. Nothing to anybody, ever, except on your say-so. Okay?"

She nodded. "I've never known you break your word in my life, sis." She took a deep breath. "The reason I can't advise is that I'm compromised, or more probably, biased." She held my eyes with hers. "I've been fucking Tony for almost three months now."

I sat back, stunned, staring at her, but then, I couldn't help it, I grinned. "Is it good?"

Carol exploded in a snort of laughter. "Sarah, it's fucking marvelous!"

"So, how did this happen?"

"You know Tina works late at the hospital, every other Friday?" I nodded. "Well, after a couple of scares from other late travelers, and some persuasion from her workmate, Nancy, Tina spends every other Friday at Nancy's place, after they've finished work. Tina says they spend most of the night just talking and chilling out together. She says it's fun. Well, as you no doubt realize, that leaves Tony and me alone together every other Friday?"

"Yes. And?"

"Well, one Friday I'd been out with the girls from the office. I felt a bit out of it, as they're all younger than me, so I left earlier than I'd planned, almost two hours earlier than I'd told Tony I'd be home. I guess he must have been feeling horny, because when I went in, he was on the couch in the living room, buck naked, masturbating to a porn film he was watching on our big-screen TV."

"Wow! So, what happened?"

Carol grinned. "I'm not quite certain. Anyhow, when he realized I was there, he tried to make a dash for his bedroom, I think, but tripped, and almost knocked himself out. I was down on my knees beside him, trying to reassure him, to tell him that masturbation was natural and normal, and that even I masturbated, when I realized I had his cock in my hand and was jacking him off." She shrugged. "Still not sure how it happened, but next thing I knew his cock was in my mouth and I was swallowing what seemed like a gallon of his jizz. After that, it's a blur, maybe I'd had too much to drink, but I remember helping him to undress me, and teaching him to eat me. He gave me a woozer of a climax, too. Of course he was hard again by then so it seemed natural to fuck, right there on the floor in front of the TV, with the porn film still playing. We went to bed together and I guess we must have fucked another three or four times that night and next morning. We got up and had breakfast, but neither of us said anything. I think we were both embarrassed.""Well, since you just told me the two of you fuck every other Friday, somebody must have said something?"

"Not then. In fact, not until the next Friday that Tina was working late. Tony stayed in his room, and I just sat in the living room, brooding. It got so I couldn't stand it any longer, so I went to my bedroom, stripped naked and then went along to his room. I walked in and said, 'well, are you going to fuck me or just play with yourself?' He got the biggest grin I've ever seen on his face and just ripped his clothes off, held out his hand and said, 'your bed or mine?' I said, 'we're already here, so yours', and we went at it like a couple of sex-starved mink. This time we talked, we talked a lot, in fact, and we agreed no-one should ever know, but any night we knew Tina would be away, we'd sleep together. Apart from that, if we had the opportunity and knew we had the time, we'd fuck." Carol shrugged and sat back. "Well, sis, there you have it, the reason I can't, won't, advise you on whether to fuck Ben or not."

I reached out and took her hand, squeezing her fingers. "Thanks, sis, for trusting me enough to tell me." I made a face. "Doesn't help me with my problem, though. I still don't know what to do."

"Well the first question you have to answer is, do you want to fuck Ben?" said Carol.

"I don't know. Oh, hell, who am I kidding? Yes, I do, but I'm scared I'll do something stupid and ruin our relationship." I felt a great relief at finally admitting it to myself, never mind Carol. She reached out and took my hand.

"How did you find out he wanted to fuck you? Or, at least, how did you find out about his fantasy?"

"Almost by accident," I said, and went on to tell her about how I'd spotted the photo, and how it had led me to search his computer. "Carol, I feel guilty. I invaded Ben's privacy, and I have no idea how to take the next step, letting him know that I know about his fantasy."Yeah, sis, you have a problem." Carol looked at her watch, and went on. "Sorry, Sarah, but I have to get back to work. Are you doing anything tomorrow?"

"Nothing special. Why?"

"How about I think about this overnight and maybe come around to your place tomorrow?" She grinned. "Not tonight, that's for sure. Tonight is a 'fuck my son' Friday!"

I laughed. "Enjoy yourself! Okay, sis, tomorrow morning? Or afternoon?"

"Make it afternoon. I may stay in bed a while tomorrow morning!" She grinned. "Around two?"

"Fine. I'll have the coffee on."

She stood, and then paused. "Sarah, I'm glad I've been able to tell somebody." She gave me a lopsided grin. "See ya, sis."

"See ya."

Carol went off back to work and I sat in the sunshine for a while, musing. I laughed. Well, if I did fuck Ben, I wouldn't be the first one in the family committing incest. If I did, that is, and I still wasn't completely sure about it, although a growing part of me was saying 'yes'! Quite insistently, too.

Next day being Saturday, I pottered around for a while sorting clothes out for the wash and setting the washer away, made a quick trip to the mart for some groceries I needed, then made myself a chicken salad sandwich for lunch. The clock seemed to be going slower than ever, but at five past two I heard Carol's car on our driveway. I'd left the door open for her, and by the time she came in I had our coffees and a plate of cookies ready.

"Afternoon, sis," she said as she came in, casual in cut-off blue jeans and a sleeveless tank top. Bra-less, too, I noticed, but then I was as well, my only garments being a loose summer dress and panties."Take a seat and help yourself to cookies," I said, suiting my own action to the thought. We both took a sip of coffee and set our cups down on the coffee table, then Carol turned to me.

"Any decision on the Ben front yet, Sarah?"

I made a face. "Still dithering." I grinned. "Good night last night?"

Carol laughed. "Fucking-A, sis, absolutely fucking-A. I don't know what got into Tony but he was tireless. I still feel a tad tender this morning."

"Lucky you. Any thoughts?"

"On your Ben dilemma?" I nodded. "Yes, a few," she said, then took a sip of her coffee. "Sneaky, that's me. Tony and I had just finished a bout last night, and I said to him, sort of kidding, 'do you think your cousin Ben would want to fuck your Aunt Sarah like this?' He didn't hesitate. 'Oh, he does, he told me, but he says he can't think of a way to approach her without offending her. He's a tad frustrated is cousin Ben.' That was the first hint I'd heard that they even discussed such things, by the way. I was a little concerned so I asked him if he's told Ben about us, but he said no, quite categorically. He said he also acted the frustrated would-be mother-fucker around Ben."

"Just as well," I said. "So, any thoughts?"

"Tell me, sis, what was your honest reaction to seeing the photo Ben had manipulated? Disgust, or something else?"

I thought for a moment, trying to analyze my feelings. "Shock, at first, then I realized I felt flattered that he thought of me as being worthy jack-off material."

nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:23 PM

Any chance of seeing it?"

"Sure, I'll just go and get it. Won't be but a moment." The photo was back in the folder where I'd left it and I took it out and went back down to the sitting room. I held it out to Carol. "This is it, sis."

She took the photo and studied it for a moment, then looked across at me. "Your tits are different. Do you shave?"

"Not since Jack died. I was always shaved for him, because he loved to eat me, and I didn't want him having to take pubic hairs from between his teeth."

Carol giggled. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Okay, sis, I'll tell you what I'm thinking. The folder with the photo was on the desk, in plain sight. Yes?"

"Yes. It was the fact that the photo was sticking out a little, and I could see skin, that made me look more closely."

"Well, how about this? You email Ben, and tell him you accidentally found the photo. Tell him that you're not mad, but actually flattered that he used a picture of his mom for stimulus rather than one of a porn star or model. Tell him, too, that if he wants to use a picture of you for stimulus you think he should have a recent one of the real thing, rather than a manipulated image."

"Whoa!" I said. "You want me to send Ben a nude photo of myself?" Oh, my god, could I?

"Yes, exactly that. He'll know you're not mad, because of the photo, and he might find the courage to tell you his fantasies. What you do then is between the two of you, of course, but it's a start."

"Who takes the photo? You?"

"Yep. I do actually own a digital SLR, as you well know, and have been known to take a reasonable photo every now and then." She grinned. "I took a chance and brought my gear."

I gazed at her for a long moment, my mind whirling, but I knew I was going to do it, and I nodded. "Okay, Carol, let's do it! Before I chicken out. Where?"

"You have a privacy fence around the pool area don't you?"

"Yep. Around the whole back yard in fact. I usually skinny-dip when I'm alone here. Which, of course, is all of the time that Ben's at college, so I don't have tan lines."

"Lucky you. Can I come around for a swim now and again?"

"Any time. Come, and welcome. If you're by yourself, we can skinny-dip, but I think I'm going to need my swimsuit if Tony or Tina are with you."

I'm pretty sure we could get those two out of their suits without much effort, but that's for another time. Are you wearing anything tight under that dress?"

"Only my panties."

"Take them off. Keep the dress on for the moment, while I get the camera gear sorted out. The pantie lines will have a chance to fade before we start shooting."

I'd never thought of that, but it made sense. While Carol went out to her car I skinned out of my panties and threw them in the wash basket. I grinned. I quite liked the feel of the fresh air around my pussy. Carol came back in carrying her camera, and a big reflector on a stand. She gestured with it.

"The sun's bright, so if I face you into it, you'll squint. With this I can reflect light back into your face if the sun is behind you."

I nodded. "Makes sense. So, out beside the pool?"

"For starters, yes. Later, I want to see if there's anywhere with a mirror."

"Whatever for?"

"So that I can include the photographer's reflection in the image. I'll be naked, too. You can tell Ben who it is, I don't mind. Up to you whether you send it of course."

"You wouldn't mind him knowing?"

Carol shook her head, grinning. "No. Actually, it quite excites me, knowing I'd be adding to his jack-off stimulus." She shrugged. "I'm fucking my son, so why not excite my nephew?"

I laughed. "We're a pair, aren't we?"

"The best, sis, the best. Okay, off with that dress and let's get started."

The next hour was fun. Carol is a good photographer, in fact she'd had competition wins when she was younger, but she was always the amateur, never interested in turning professional. She posed me standing, sitting, reclining, indoors and out, beside and in the pool. She left it to me how much I exposed my pussy, but as she said, "these pics are for a young man's jack-off stimulation. A glimpse of the promised land is a good thing," and I'd entered into the spirit of the occasion, exposing myself shamelessly.

"One thing's for sure, sis," said Carol, when we were reviewing the pictures on my PC after she'd downloaded them, "Ben's going to know he has more than a chance of getting you into bed, once he sees some of these."

I held her eyes. "I think it's a certainty, Carol. I'm so excited I'm soaking. Once you're away, I'm taking to my bed with my dildo, for a pretend-it's-Ben-fucking-me session."Carol laughed. "I'd stay and help, but Tina is going away with Nancy for a couple of nights. Some kind of training course, so Tony and I get a couple of extra nights together."

"You're sure you don't mind me sending the ones showing you in the mirror?"

"Absolutely not, sis. Like I said, it makes me quite excited."

"Okay, then. You still have the originals on the camera card?"

"Of course. They're to treasure."

"Keep them safe, because I might just give you the go-ahead to let Tony see them. One day. Maybe."

Carol laughed. "Maybe one day we can have a foursome, maybe swap sons?"

My pussy pulsed, startling me, but I laughed. "Maybe, but it won't be any time soon, sis. Okay, get yourself away, I need to go and compose an email."

"Make it a good one!" She hugged me and gave me a kiss. "Let me know what happens, okay?"

"Okay, will do. Now go! I have an appointment with a dildo, too, remember?"

"Make that a good one as well, Sarah. Okay, I'm gone!"

Ben and I emailed each other about once a week, just keeping each other up to date. We spoke on the phone on an as-and-when basis if anything needed sorting out, of course, but email was our usual medium for keeping in touch. I'd thought about it, and there was no way I was sending the photos to his college address, so I sent him a quick note.

'Ben, I have something private to send to you. I don't want to trust it to the college email system, so do you have a private email address I can use? Mom.'

He'd be in class, so I didn't expect an early reply. I pressed 'send' and sat back for a moment, then looked through Carol's photos again, looking for which one I wanted to send first. I picked one in the same approximate pose as the photo Ben had manipulated. Yes, that would do nicely. He'd be able to see that he'd got my breasts slightly wrong, and my pubic bush was still present. I laughed. When the manipulated photo was taken, I had actually been shaved, but Jack was still alive then and I'd only let it grow back after he'd been killed, so Ben's image of my naked pubes was close to what the reality had been when the photo was taken. Maybe I'd tell him, one day.I left the computer and searched through my underwear drawer. Yes! One dildo, Sarah for the pleasuring of! I hadn't bothered with panties after Carol had finished taking the photos, just slipping my dress on again over my nakedness, and it was the work of moments to slip it off again. I lay down on the bed, spread my legs and began to stroke myself, remembering the pleasure of feeling a hard, hot, erection piercing me. I was already wet from looking at the photos, and my busy fingers soon had me ready. Closing my eyes, and imagining that it was Ben, I slid the dildo into my aching pussy, letting out a gasp of pleasure as I felt it plunge into my depths. Holding Ben's image in my mind's eye, I began to fuck myself ...

*

I normally checked my email after I'd had my evening meal, working on the principle that if anything needed answering, I'd have the time to do it. Despite my eagerness to check for Ben's reply, I made myself wait until I'd finished eating and washed up afterwards. It was about eight o'clock when I got back to my computer, clicking on my email program. Yes! Ben's reply was waiting.

'Hi, Mom, you have me intrigued. What's so private that you can't send it to my college address? Okay, yes, I do have a private email address that you can use, as follows -

[email protected]

I'll look out for your message. Love, Ben xxx'

I'd been messing about on the computer earlier, trying to draft an email which would let him know that not only had I found his manipulated picture, but that I knew - or guessed, rather - what he had it for. That not only did I know, but I didn't mind. I started typing.

'Ben, remember when you asked me to send those files? Well, I have an admission to make. When I was at your computer I dislodged a folder you had nearby and a photograph showed. I could see bare skin, and being a woman, gave way to my curiosity. You can imagine my shock and surprise when I realized that it was a picture of me. Not just me, but a naked me. Now we both know I have never been naked in your presence, so I realized that you had manipulated one of the photos from our trip to the beach about five years ago. I asked myself, why does my son want a nude photo of his mom? The only reason I could think of was that you used it for stimulus when you masturbated. I know you do, because there are some things you can't hide from the woman who does your laundry! But me? Your mom? I'll be honest, son, my first reaction was shock and anger, but once I cooled down and started to think about it, I realized that my over-riding reaction was that I was flattered that you chose me. Yes, Ben, flattered. You did my ego a lot of good there, so much so that I had your aunt Carol take some photographs of me, especially for you, and I'm enclosing one of them with this email. If you're going to masturbate to a picture of me, I think you should have the[i]real thing. I want your honest reaction, son, both to this message and to my assumption that you jack-off to my picture. And the photo, of course! Don't phone, I want you to take your time and give me your honest reaction without the possible embarrassment of talking to me about it. Will you do that for me? Bye for now, son. Your loving Mom. XXXX'
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Right. press 'send'. Now to wait for Ben's reaction. It wasn't long in coming! I think he must have been at his computer.

'Mom, what do I say? That you're right about me using your picture to stimulate my fantasy? Well, yes, I did. I do. Why you? Because I love you, and because I think you are the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world. Most understanding, too, a fact demonstrated by your sending me the new photo. I see I got one or two details a little wrong, but my mental image now will be of the real you, not my invented version. I guess I'm more than a little surprised that you were flattered, but I'm really, really pleased that you feel that way. I'll finish by saying that you are even more beautiful naked than I had ever imagined, and your body is lovely. In these circumstances I guess it won't surprise you to know that I am sitting at my computer naked and with a huge erection, just looking at your photo. I think you can guess what I'll be doing when I log off. I'm taking a chance here, but if you want to actually see the effect you have on me, just say so, and I'll send you details of a website where we can chat without the email delay and maybe swap web-cam pics? Of course, you haven't got a web-cam yet, have you? Hint, hint! Your now even more loving son, Ben. Xxxxx'

Well! That was candid! I could feel myself getting wet between the legs just thinking about Ben. Well, wetter, as I'd already been more than slightly damp when I sent the email. Seed sown, maybe. I have to admit, the web-cam idea was turning me on. Just the idea that I could see him, see his erection, was exciting. I was pretty sure I was going to get one, but I tempered the eagerness. I needed to remind Ben about his education in the academic field, before I dared allow myself to think about his education in matters sexual. I thought hard for a few minutes, then sent another email.

[i]'Darling Ben, I think your last message approached the 'too much information' threshold, although I'm delighted that you liked the photo. The chat idea is good, too, and I'll give the web-cam idea some serious thought. First, though, I want you to concentrate on your classes. If I remember correctly, your end-of-semester exams are in two weeks time? I think you said you'd have the results a week later. Am I correct? If I am, then if you get good results I'll get a web-cam and we can see each other as we chat. For now, give me the chat-room address, and let me know what you'd like me to call myself. I won't let you neglect your classes, so I'm limiting us to twice a week, an hour or so each time. Okay? I'll let you pick the days. As a consolation for making you wait, I'm attaching another of Carol's photos of me. Let me know what you think, okay? Your loving Mom. XXX'The picture I sent this time was a reclining shot. In this shot I was sprawled a little and there was more than a hint of pussy showing. I thought it might give him even more stimulus! There was a short delay in Ben's reply. Maybe I'd caught him jacking off? Whatever, the tone was serious, and I think he probably agreed with me. In principle, anyway.
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'Dearest Mom, you're right, of course. I need to concentrate on my exams. In truth, I'm pretty confident but I promise I'll keep studying hard. Except on Wednesdays and Fridays, from ten in the evening, our chat times, if that's okay with you. Almost bed time, see? Your second picture is even lovelier than the first and brought my erection back pronto! On an associated note, I've been doing some serious thinking, and I think you really need to know my inner desires concerning us. I won't state them here, but what I'd like you to do is go onto my computer and search for a folder called 'Misc-Personal'. In it, you'll find my darkest secrets. If they repel you, well at least there's another few weeks before I'm home again, time for you to forgive me, even if you don't forget. The folder is password-protected and the password is the same as before, except it finishes #2 instead of #1. Please be open-minded when you read it. If you decide to get a web-cam don't go to the big store in the mall, they'll just rip you off. Instead go to 'Paul's PC Place', at the corner of Third and Vine. Ask for Danny and tell him I sent you. He'll see you right. Please don't reply to this email until you've had time to read and understand my desires. I suggest Wednesday, our first scheduled chat time. On that note I'm appending the chat-room details to this email. Will you register as SexySarah? Pretty please? If the name is already taken, pick a name of your own choice, but let me know what it is, obviously. Once you're registered, explore a little, but take particular note of how to set up and access a private chat room. That's probably the best way for us to go. When you sign on as SexySarah you'll probably get a gazillion guys trying to get you to show your breasts or pussy. Just ignore them. Look out for Benjie21. That will be me, of course. Until Wednesday, then, your loving son, Ben. XXXX'

[i]SexySarah, huh? Why not. I'd investigate the chat room tomorrow, I thought. First, though, I was going to refresh my memory about my son's carnal desires. This time, though, I'd be checking thoroughly.The following day I duly investigated the chat room. SexySarah wasn't taken, so I registered the name and linked it to a separate email address I'd set up for the purpose. Now to wait for Wednesday. My re-exploration of Ben's folder had confirmed what I already knew – he wanted to fuck me. I hadn't been sure at first, but now I knew that it was going to happen. I wasn't sure how or when, but happen it would. At least I wouldn't have to visit the doctor and get myself back on contraception, not since an operation for an ovarian cyst had meant the removal of my ovaries. Everything done, I pottered about in the garden for a while. Jack and I had arranged it for easy maintenance and it didn't take long, With that done, I had myself a swim – naked, of course – and then sat down with a long, only mildly alcoholic, gin and tonic and opened a thriller I'd been saving. I was five chapters in, dinner behind me, and digesting nicely, when the phone rang. Carol.
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"Hi, sis," she said. "How's the devilish plot going?"

I laughed. "Pretty good, I think. I told him I'd found his altered photo and told him that I guessed he used it for masturbatory stimulus, and that rather than being disgusted, I was flattered."

"And?"

"I also sent Ben one of the photos, the one that was most like his manipulated shot, remember?"

"Yep. Go on."

"Well, I asked him to give me his honest reaction. Boy, was he honest!"

"Come on, sis, tell!"

"Long story short, he told me he was sitting naked at his computer with a rock-hard boner and my picture on the screen, ready to jack-off."

"Wow, way to go, Ben! Anything else?"

"Yeah, he suggested we get together via a chat room and swap web-cam images."

"Ohmigod, sis, that really makes my pussy throb. Are you going to?"

"I told him I'd think about it, but yes, I reckon I will. I'm kinda looking forward to seeing his erection."

[i]Carol laughed. "I'll just bet you are!"[/i]
[i]"Yeah, right. Tell you something else, though. He told me that he wanted me to know his deepest fantasies and gave me the password for the folder he keeps them in. No doubt about it, Carol, he wants to fuck me. Not just me, either. He's very interested in MILFs, too."
[/i]

"MILF as in 'moms I'd like to fuck,' maybe?"

"Exactly. He had a list, too. Four names on it."

"Anyone I know? You, of course. Anyone else?"

"You know all three."

"Well, come on, tell your big sister!"

"Okay. Number one, me."

"No surprise there, then. Go on."

"Number three, Jenny Miller."

Carol laughed. "No surprise there, either. Tony would go for her as well. Who else?"

"Number four, Alice Jensen."

"Another desirable MILF, according to my son. So who's number two?"

"You."

"Me? Never!" But she sounded pleased.

"Absolutely, Carol. You are number two in my son's MILF list."

She laughed again. "Well, if you discuss it, and he asks if you think there's any chance, tell him from me, the answer's 'yes'. Hell, I'm fucking my son, why not my nephew?"

"Okay, I will. How about you? Good times with Tony?"

"You can take my answer as an unequivocal yes, sis. Today your big sister is walking bow-legged. Your nephew is insatiable."

"Maybe I'll find out for myself one day."

"I'll look forward to comparing notes."

"You do that! Well, that's you up to date. Anything else?"

"Not at the moment, Sarah. Tony's in the shower, so I think I'll go and join him."

"Well, give him a kiss from me."

"Will do, but 'bye for now, sis."

[i]"'Bye. Catch you later."Wednesday eventually came, I logged into the chat room at ten, as we'd arranged, and by five past ten Ben and I were in a private chat room.
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<Hi, SexySarah.>

I laughed to myself. Now, there was a surprise. Not.

<Hi, Benjie.>

<Everything okay?>

<Yep.>

<Did you read my secret fantasies?>

Straight to the point! That's my boy.



<Are you disgusted?>

<No, I'm not. I'm more than a little surprised, rather more shocked, but I'm not disgusted, Anything but. In fact, I'm excited.>

There was a long pause, before he replied.

<You're excited? Truly?>

<Truly, Ben. Your fantasies made your Mom excited. After she calmed down after reading them, they did.>

<You mean there's a chance they could come true?>

<More than a chance, Ben, but say no more for the moment.>

There was a long pause before he typed again.

[i][i]<Okay.>[/i][/i]

nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:30 PM

<About the web-cam. I've decided I'm going to get one, but won't be using it until after your exams are finished.>

<Okay.>

<The better your results, the harder I'll try to make the view worthwhile for you. Maybe sexy clothes, or maybe fewer clothes. If they're really good, well maybe I'll be almost naked. At first … >

<And later?>

<Guess!>

<I'm groaning, and my erection is so hard I could bore concrete!>



<Absolutely! Do you want me to turn my web-cam on, so you can see what you do to me?>

<Tempting, very tempting, but no, sweetheart, not yet. I want us to be able to share the moment.>

<Do I turn you on?>

<Of course you do! Just the thought of you fucking me is making me very wet.>

<Oh. My. God.>

<Very, very, wet.>

There was another long pause, and in my mind's eye I could see him masturbating. I was only wearing a t-shirt and panties, but I quickly took them off, getting back to the computer in time for his next message. I laughed when I read it.

<SexySarah? What are you wearing?>



<Oh, wow. Me too. Are you masturbating? I am.>

<Yes, I am. My fingers are soaking.>



<After your exam results, remember?>



<You'll have to, baby. Sorry, but your studies are too important. Short pause now, I need to make myself cum!>

<Me, too.>My busy fingers had brought me close to the edge and it didn't take long for my mental visions of Ben, plus the timely assistance of my dildo, to bring me to a crashing orgasm. Once I'd calmed a little and my fingers stopped trembling, I started typing again.

<Wow, Ben, that was a big one!>

There was another pause before he started typing again.

<Mine, too. I can't believe my Mom and I are masturbating together. It was more than I dared to dream.>



<Please, Mom, don't go there! You did, and I'm really grateful I forgot to put it away.>

Maybe now wasn't the time to tell him about Carol. No, I thought I'd wait until after his exam results were in, or maybe, after he'd finished sitting them. For the moment, time to cool down.



<Spoilsport! You're right, though. To be honest, the revision is going pretty well. I just need to keep on top of things, not try too hard, and I think I'll do okay.>

<That's my boy! Now, anything else you want to tell me? New girlfriend, maybe?>

<Only you!>

<Naughty. Cool down, I said, and cool down, I meant.>

<Okay.>

We chatted generally for a while, but at ten after eleven I called it a day. I think Ben would have chatted all night if I'd let him, but he agreed that we'd had our hour, and it was time for sleep.

<Okay, Mom. Sleepy time. I need dream stimulus. Are you sleeping naked?>



<Oh, so true! I'm hard again, Mom, so goodnight, SexySarah. Love you. XXX>

<And I'm wet! Love you, too, son. Sleep well, and I'll catch you Friday. Love, Mom. XXX>

That was the pattern for the next couple of weeks. We chatted, sometimes - not always - masturbated together, and generally enjoyed each other's company. I'd always loved my son, and I flatter myself that it wasn't because of rose-tinted glasses, but he was fast becoming a real friend. That he was going to be my lover was now accepted by both of us. I'd sent him some of the remaining photographs, but I'd kept back the two where my naked sister was reflected in the mirror. They were a treat I was saving until after his exams were finished. His first exam was going to be on a Monday, and I agreed we'd fit an extra chat in on the Sunday evening. As usual, SexySarah and Benjie21 took a private room. Ben opened the chat.

<Hi, SexySarah! How are you tonight?>

<I'm good. You?>

<I'm good, too.>

<Ready for your exams?>

<As much as I'll ever be, I think.>

<Are all of the exams this week?>

<Yes. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. Two of them on Tuesday and two on Thursday.>

<In that case, no chat on Wednesday. You'll need to get your sleep. I'll make it up to you on Friday, I promise.>

<Okay, but reluctantly.>

<It will be worth it.>

<Going to give me a hint?>

<Nope.>

<Meanie.>

<Yep. that's me. I'm going to be double-meanie and log off now. Get some sleep, and my very best wishes for you in the exams this week. Don't forget, the results could be special for both of us.>

<Yes!>

<Okay, Ben, goodnight now. Love you. SexySarah. XXX>

<Goodnight, sexy! Love you too. Ben. XXXX>

I logged off and closed down the chat program. Nothing to do now but wait and hope. Yes, and anticipate. I had a thought and opened up the file of photos Carol had taken, trying to decide which one to send to Ben on Friday. It was a close call, but eventually I settled on one showing me leaning back in my bedroom armchair, my legs spreadone hand near my pussy. In the mirror behind me, the image of Carol was clear, but the photographer could only be identified as a naked woman. The second one I planned to send was a similar pose, but this time there was no doubt who the nude photographer was. I drafted a covering note and attached the first photo, then saved it in the drafts folder. I was musing when the phone rang. Carol!

"His, sis," I said.

"Hi! Sarah, I have tomorrow off from work. I know you said you did, too. Can I come around for a swim?"

"Of course, but I need to go shopping for some sexy clothes to tease a certain young man of your acquaintance. Want to help me? Then we can come back here and we'll just chill out for the afternoon. What say?"

"I say yes! Much better than what I had planned. I'll drive, because your place is on the way into town. Pick you up around ten?"

"Ten it is. See you then."

"See you."

The following day Carol was right on time, and by five after ten we were on our way.

"So, Sarah? What's the plan?"

"I told Ben that I was going to get a web-cam, but that I wouldn't be using it until his exams were finished. That session will be fairly innocent, just to get used to it, but when we're on line, chatting, after he gets his results I plan to start off fully dressed, but I told him, well, suggested, hinted, that for each good result he got I'd consider removing an item of clothing."

"And no doubt you plan to end up naked?"

"That was the plan, yes."

"Good plan. Nice and simple. Okay, how many exams?"

"Six."

"So, six items of clothing. Do stockings count as one or two?"

"Let's start with them as one. Okay, stockings, one. Garter belt? Or garters? Belt, I think. So, garter belt, two. Panties, three. Thong?"

"I think so, don't you? You can let him admire your ass!"

"I will! So, bra, four. Top and skirt? Five and six?"Works for me," said Carol. "Or maybe a slinky, short, low-cut dress and some costume jewelery?"

"Yeah, that sounds better! Okay, sis, where do we start?"

"Victoria's Secret?"

I laughed. "A cliché, probably, but why not? Tally-ho!"

It was fun. I ended up with a bra-and-panties set that seemed to be made of cobwebs and mist, and not much of either. Originally I had thought black, but a sin-red set got a unanimous 'yes!' from both of us. Garter belt was red, stockings black. The dress - what there was of it - was cut high on the thigh, and low on the chest. That was red, too, a slightly darker red, covered in sequins. I got some funny looks from the salesgirl, probably because it made me look like a streetwalker!

"It makes you look like a streetwalker, little sister," said Carol, grinning as we made our way back to the car. "Ben's going to love it." She gestured. "Let's lock these in the trunk, then get something to eat, and we still need your sixth garment. And I still want a swim!"

"Did you bring a suit?"

She snorted. "Of course not. There'll only be the two of us, won't there?"

"Yes, just us."

"So, no suit. Chinese, Indian or Thai?"

"Thai, I think."

Lunch was fun, as it always was with Carol. We only went for a light lunch, both of us thinking of the swim, later, I think. We wandered around after lunch, looking for my sixth garment. Carol found it, and insisted on buying it for me. It was a one-inch wide choker, made up of strands of black and red beads. We both thought it would look good with the dress.

"Wear your hair up on Friday," said Carol, "then let it loose after the last garment goes. I think it will add the final touch."

"You're right, it will."

On our way back home, Carol raised the subject of Friday again.

"On Friday, Sarah? You have the web-cam set up?"

"Yeah, I actually managed to do it myself. I paid a little extra, but it has an infra-red remote control which allows me to pan-and-tilt, and zoom in and out. I checked, and it allows me to zoom out until Ben will be able to see almost all of me, or zoom in for close-up. I can almost fill the screen with my pussy!"Carol was laughing so much I thought she was going to crash the car. "Oh, boy, sis, that conjures up visions."

"You can see for yourself, later."

"I will! Have you sent Ben any of the pics of me, yet? Or told him my answer is yes?"

"Not yet. I'm saving those revelations for Friday."

"I wish I could be there."

"Not this Friday, that's going to be special for us, but yes, another time. Maybe a Wednesday? Or a non-Tony Friday sometime soon."

"Count on it. Okay, we're here. Lead me to that pool!"

We swam for a while, just relaxing, then showered and dried off. Still naked, we went into the sitting room. Carol let her eyes roam all over me, then nodded.

"Yeah, Ben will love what he sees, no doubt about it, except for one thing."

"My pubic bush?"

"Got it in one. I think that needs to go before Friday. Want to do it now?"

"Well, this Friday I'll be keeping my panties on. The sexy stuff is for a week Friday, after Ben gets his results. But to answer your question, why not. Where?"

"Bedroom? Lie back on a towel, and I'll shave you." She grinned. "Could be fun."

"Come on, then."

Carol was careful, meticulous, gentle, taking her time, making sure she got every last little trace of hair. Finished, with my naked mons carefully washed and dried, she sat back on her heels beside the bed. She looked up at me and winked.

"Only one thing left, little sister."

"What?"

"Stubble test!" Before I knew what was happening her mouth was on my pussy and her tongue was everywhere, reminding me of teenage experiments in our younger days. I could feel myself getting wetter as her tongue moved over me and I gasped as her tongue speared into my pussy. She sat back and grinned at me.

"No stubble, Sarah, I got it all."

I held her gaze. "You got me excited as well."

She reached out and took my hand, twining her fingers with mine, and her voice was soft when she spoke again.

Want me to finish what I started?"

I shook my head no, a conscious effort of will. "Not this time, please, Carol." I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "Any other time, it would have been yes, in fact it would have been 'Fuck! Yes, please!' It's just that I'm building up to sharing what is likely to be an intensely sexual moment with my son on Friday week and I don't want to dilute the momentum I'm building up. You don't mind, do you?"

Carol smiled, and squeezed my fingers. "Of course not, I understand, but I think we need to get you cooled down, so back into the pool with you. I'll join you in a moment or two, but I want to get the camera from the car. I think Ben needs an updated picture or two, so he can see your juicy pussy winking at him." She winked, and I laughed. "Have you got a robe I can borrow? I'd go out naked, but the neighbors can see the front of the house."

"Back of the door, there. See it?"

"Got it. See you in the pool."

We played around for a while, then got out and showered together. It's nice to have someone to wash your back, especially when that someone knows how to reach around and cup and squeeze your teats, just so. Dried, Carol reached for the camera and a little baby tripod she'd brought in.

"Okay, sis, first, a couple of shots of both of us together, MILFs numbers one and two. Will you tell Jenny and Alice they're three and four?"

I laughed and shrugged. "If the chance and the right circumstances came, yes, I think so, but somehow I think it's unlikely."

"You never know. I bet Ben would like a shot of all four of us together, all naked and wet." She grinned. "So would Tony! So, tell me, sis, when does Tony get to see his aunt Sarah naked and horny?"

"Not before I've fucked Ben, and that won't be for a week or so yet." I scowled. "It's already feeling longer."

"Want a pussy shot for him?"

I grinned. "Yep!"

Carol reached for the camera. "Okay, slide your ass forward a little, and spread your legs. That's it. A little wider ... yes! She winked at me!"I laughed, but I knew Ben was going to like the lewd pose, me sprawled on the couch, my ass on the edge, legs spread ready for him, my hairless pussy obviously damp with my love juice. I sighed. Roll on Friday, at least we'd see each other, even if we were five hundred miles apart. Carol took a couple of shots, then fitted the baby tripod to the camera. It had a little clamp on one leg and she fitted it to the back of a dining chair she fetched from next door, lining the camera up on me, then moving it slightly so that I was in one half of the frame, I assumed. She fiddled with the camera for a moment, then came and sat beside me, taking my hand and spreading her own legs.

"Ten, seconds, sis, then a treat for Ben!" A red light flashed on the camera and then we heard the shutter. Carol jumped up and checked the camera, then grinned at me. "Two available MILFs! Have a look."

I stood and moved across to the camera, examining the picture on the screen at the back. Yes! No doubt whatsoever that it was me and Carol, both naked, both with erect nipples, both with damply-glistening pussies. I grinned at my sister.

"Excellent. Now how about a straightforward standing pic of both of us outside?"

"You read my mind, sis. Come on!"

A few minutes work with the camera and we had another couple of shots. Carol packed away the camera stuff, then turned to me.

"We need to download these to your computer, and you were going to show me your web-cam, I think."

"Yes, I was - I am."

I led her upstairs and into the room I used as a home office. I had the PC and printer on a desk against one wall, flanked by the filing cabinets I used. The window, overlooking open country, woodland, was to my left as I sat at the computer, the door to my right. Behind me, against the other wall, was a little two-seater couch. I'd checked, and the web-cam could zoom in on me if I sat on the couch. Of course, that meant I couldn't reach the keyboard, so when I'd bought the web-cam I'd also bought a compact remote keyboard which I could use from the couch.

I switched the computer on and Carol downloaded the pictures from her camera and we spent a few giggling minutes looking though them.

"No two ways about it, sis, that pussy shot of you will have Ben creaming himself in nothing flat. Tony, too, if you give me the go-ahead to show him. Okay, show me your web-cam setup."
I brought up the viewer test program and switched on the web-cam. We were both still naked so I gestured to the couch.

"Take a seat and I'll show you how it works." I didn't think I'd need the keyboard so just picked up the remote control for the web-cam and went across to sit beside Carol. "Can you see the screen okay?"

"No problem," said Carol, "but the view's a bit boring."

She had a point, as the web-cam was showing just the tops of our heads and the wall behind us. I grinned at her and then fiddled with the remote, centering the view on the two of us. It was a full body shot and I have to say it, we looked good!

"Zoom time," I said, and got to work with the remote, bringing Carol into the center of the picture. "Watch," I said, and slowly zoomed in on her, adjusting the angle so that her crotch was center stage. She grinned at me and spread her legs and I continued to zoom to its maximum magnification. When it finished, all a viewer could see was her lower stomach and parts of her thighs. Centered in the picture was her pussy, obviously damp and with her labia looking swollen. Carol breathed out a gusty sigh.

"Fucking awesome, sis, absolutely fucking awesome, Ben is going to blow his mind. Thought, though, what about typing responses and the like?"

"Compact remote keyboard." I got up and took it from the desk and passed it to her. "See, I can type responses to Ben and still let him see me."

Carol nodded, looking very thoughtful. "Sarah?"

"Yes?"

"Can I set up a user on your computer, and maybe use this occasionally to tease Tony?"

I shrugged. "I don't see why not, but can it wait a while? Until Ben and I have established some kind of organization?"

She grinned. "Of course. Gives me time to see what I want to tease him with." She glanced at her watch, the only thing she was wearing. "Time I wasn't here, I'm afraid. Have fun on Friday, and let me know how it all goes, okay?"

"Will do, I promise.""Time to dress and go, then." She hugged and kissed me, and we went off to get dressed. The house seemed empty without Carol, but after I'd dressed - and all I did was pull on my dress again, no underwear - I pottered about in the kitchen for a while, preparing a salad for my evening meal. That done, I went down to the basement, where I had the exercise gear that Jack and I had installed. I stripped naked and put in half an hour on the rowing machine, and twenty minutes on the stepper. I was sweating in a most unladylike manner when I stopped, but after I'd cooled off and taken a shower I was ready for anything. I'd decided that I really liked the lightweight dress and no underwear style of casual dress, so I took a clean one from my closet and pulled it on.

Still too early for dinner, so I went back up to the office and opened my email program. Yes! One from Ben. I opened it.

'Hi, SexySarah. Just finished the first exam. C++ programming. I don't know what it is, but I just felt super-confident and finished the exam with ten minutes to spare, even after double-checking my answers. Fingers crossed for a good result. Tomorrow's will probably be harder - Programming Theory. I'll read through my notes again later. Can't wait for Friday! Love, Ben. XXXX'

I clicked on 'reply'.

[i]'Darling Ben, sounds like a 'well done' might be in the offing. Fingers crossed this end, too. Concerning Friday - I'll be sending you some more photos on Friday, but I need to know what time your last exam finishes so that I know what time to send the first one, because I don't want you rushing things to see them. Love and kisses, SexySarah. XXXXX'[/i]

nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:38 PM

I didn't expect an immediate reply, so closed my email program. Time to eat, and then maybe I'd watch TV for a while. Or maybe I wouldn't. Maybe I'd read. Or not. Oh, fuck it! I'd go and look at the websites Ben had listed, and get my dildo out again, but food first, and then check for Ben's reply.

It was waiting for me when I opened up the email program again.

'Hi, SuperSexySarah! At least I'm hoping so, for when the photos arrive. I've loved all of those you've sent so far. I'm hoping those on Friday are a build up for our chat with the web-cams turned on! Last exam on Friday finishes at three in the afternoon. You can check if you like on the college website - the exam schedule is shown there. The exam is User Interface Design. Love, Ben. XXXX

I grinned to myself. Just you wait, Ben, just you wait! I typed a quick reply, telling him I'd send the first photo at six. There were three altogether that I planned to send - two showing Carol in the mirror, the first where the photographer could only be identified as female, the second where it was clearly Carol, and the third pic would be the one showing us both beside the pool, innocent but naked. The shaved pussy shot she'd taken of me, and the last one, the pussy shot of both of us, I planned to save for the following week, when Ben got his results. I carried on typing ...

' ... I'll send the second at seven, and the last one at eight. At nine I'll be logging on to our chat and this time, Ben, my web-cam will be on, but don't expect anything sexy, not this week - I'm saving that for when your results are in. Love and hugs, SexySarah. XXXX.'

His answer was almost immediate.

'Hi, SuperSexySarah. I can hardly wait. As soon as I send this message I'm taking a cold shower and immersing myself in 'Real Time System Design and Methods.' Love you more than ever, Ben. XXXX.'

Good boy!

Friday eventually came, after about a thousand years had passed! I knew I was going to be using the web-cam, but I knew, too, that I wasn't going to reveal my all. No, that was for the following week, after Ben's results were in. I pondered, and decided I might strip as far as my underwear. Not the new red set. That, too, was for the following week, but I had a nice lacy blue set. The panties weren't a thong, but there wasn't much of them, and the bra was skimpy, too. A skirt which finished maybe five inches above my knees. What else? Ah, yes! Garter belt - blue - and stockings - tan. Top? A simple, plain blouse, I thought. I got the clothes out and laid them on my bed. What time was it? Almost five. Time to grab something to eat. I had some cold chicken and salad stuff, so I made myself a chicken salad sandwich, and followed that with some ice cream.At ten to six I went up to my office and drafted a covering email for the picture showing me and the mysterious nude camerawoman.

'Hi, Ben, I'm attaching a nice surprise for you. Two naked ladies for the price of one! Only three hours to go until web-cam time, sweetheart. Love, SexySarah. XXXXX'

I clicked on 'send' on the stroke of six. Ben's answer was almost immediate - he must have been waiting for my email. Now there was a surprise. Not.

SuperSexySarah, wow! Could that possibly be Aunt Carol? I think it has to be, as you said she was taking the photos. From what I could see she's almost as lovely as you. Can't wait until seven! Love, your excited son, Ben. XXXX.'

I laughed to myself. Just wait, son! At seven I sent the second mirror picture. I didn't write a message, just titled the email 'Mystery nude camerawoman revealed!' Ben's response was almost immediate.

'Hi, SuperSexySarah with the SuperSexySister! Wow, if Tony could see that! I can barely wait until eight o'clock to see what the next photo is going to be like. In breathless anticipation, your loving son, Ben. XXXX'

'If Tony could see that.' Little do you know, son, but Tony has seen a lot more than that! Okay, time for a shower. Once dried again, and my hair brushed until it gleamed, I donned my robe and drafted an email to go with the picture of me and Carol beside the pool, with our arms around each other. Carol had told me to tell Ben that she asked to be included, the more to excite him, and I thought I ought to return the favor, for Tony, but not before I'd asked Ben.

'Hi, son, last picture for this week attached. Once you've seen it, let me know, as there's something I want to ask you, okay? Your loving SexySarah. XXXX.'

As I'd expected, Ben's answer was almost immediate.

'Hi, Mom! I dropped the 'SexySarah' for the moment as I want to be serious; don't worry, it won't last! I assume Aunt Carol is enjoying herself, judging by the size of the smile on her face. Did she know it was intended for me to see? I have to assume that she did, since the 'mirror' pictures were taken by her. Will you tell her, please, next time you see her, that I think she is lovely. Now, you have a question for me, so ask. Your loving son, Ben. XXX'[i]Hi, Ben, yes I do have a question for you. Would you object to my giving permission to Carol to show that picture of us beside the pool to Tony? I feel it's only fair, as she insisted on being included in the pictures that I sent to you. As she said, 'tell Ben I'm quite excited at adding to his jack-off stimulus.' You've seen your Aunt Carol naked, so I think it's only fair that Tony should see his Aunt Sarah. If you object, I won't, but I hope you'll give me a yes. Your loving Mom, SexySarah. XXXX.'
[/i]

There was a short pause before he answered, but when he did he'd attached a picture. I nearly fell off my chair laughing when I saw it, but my pussy tingled, and I thought, 'not too long now'! What Ben had attached to the mail was a photo of what was very obviously a lovely, hard erection!

'Hi, SuperSexySarah, I thought you might like this picture to show to Aunt Carol. If you do, tell her from me that this is the effect on me of her saying she wanted to be added to my jack-off stimulus. As you can see, it worked! As for showing Tony the picture of the two of you, I say yes. I think it's only fair. You know from reading about my fantasies concerning MILFs that Aunt Carol is second only to you. Maybe this might get Aunt Carol and Tony a little closer. Your loving son, Ben. XXXX'

Sorry, Ben, but I don't think Tony and Carol can actually get much closer than they are! I glanced at my watch - eight-twenty. I'd been checking out the chat program, and there was a facility for adding a second monitor, so that I'd be able to see both the image I was sending to Tony and also the one he was sending to me. I went into Ben's office and unplugged his monitor. Luckily, it was a lightweight flat-screen like my own and ten minutes later I had both screens set up. I brought up the chat program and checked. As far as I could tell without logging-on all was well. Eight-forty now, time to get changed. That took only a minute or two and when nine o'clock came I was sitting on the couch with the web-cam remote and my remote keyboard to hand. I'd preset the camera so that it showed only my head and shoulders. I logged in and checked. No Benjie21 yet, so I opened up a private chat and sent him his invitation. A couple of minutes later we were connected. No pictures yet, as we hadn't set that option. I started the ball rolling.

<Hi, Benjie 21! Ready for some pictures? I'm fully clothed, by the way. At the moment, anyway!>

<Loaded and ready, SexySarah. Switching camera on now.>

The screens flickered, and a moment later I could see Ben's smiling face. I clicked my own option to 'on' and my second screen lit up, with my expected image of me.

[i]<Camera on, Ben, can you see me?>[i]Yes, and as lovely as ever, even if I can see only your head and shoulders.>
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<You want to see more?>

<Yes!>

<Okay. Changing now. Can you see me now?>

I'd tracked back on the zoom until Ben would be able to see all of me except my feet.

<Yes, Mom, I can. SuperSexySarah looking lovelier than ever.>

<Flatterer! So, how did the exams go?>

<Better than I hoped. I think I did quite well, but the results will tell, of course. Mom, a question. You're sitting on the couch, so how are you controlling this?>

I laughed and held up my mini keyboard and camera remote.

<With these. Remote keyboard and remote control for the camera. Lets you see me. By the way, I borrowed your computer monitor, because there's a two-screen option. I can see what I'm sending as well as what you are, so I know I'm not revealing too much.>

<You're not revealing anything!>

<Yet!>

I could see him typing something and I laughed when it came up on the screen.

<I'll strip if you will!>

<Ben, tonight I'm only prepared to go as far as my underwear. SexySarah naked is for after your exam results.>



<Of course! Alternate garments? I'll go first, if you like. Four items to remove.>

<Four? Okay. Yes, you first!>

[i]I stood up and triggered the remote to zoom back until Ben could see me full length. I blew him a kiss and then began to unzip my skirt, sliding it down and off and casting it aside. I did a twirl and blew him another kiss. His hands gave me silent applause, then he unzipped his jeans and slid them down. He looked slightly ridiculous but appealingly vulnerable in t-shirt, boxers and socks. Boxers with an interesting bulge in them, by the way. I gave him my own applause as he did his own twirl, then made a big production out of lifting the tails of my blouse to unclip my stockings, rolling them down and sliding them off as sensuously as I could manage. Again, his silent applause, then he bent and slid his socks off.I gave him my own applause, then unclipped my garter belt and took it off, letting it slide across my breasts as I cast it aside. Ben's t-shirt was the next thing to go and his almost hairless chest was revealed. I'd almost forgotten how well he kept himself in shape and I could feel my pussy getting wetter at the sight of his trimly-toned body. I gave him a double thumbs-up as well as applause, then lifted my fingers to the buttons on my blouse, unfastening them slowly, very slowly, from the bottom to the top. Last button undone, I held the front closed for a moment, then slowly pulled it open. I let it slide down my arms, caught it on one finger tip and cast it aside. I did a slow twirl and then sat down. I picked up my keyboard and began typing.
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<That's as far as I go tonight, Ben. I promise, next week you see it all.>

<You look very lovely and very sexy, SexySarah. Suddenly, I'm scared, but I really want you to see the effect you have on me.>

<So show me!>

On the screen my lovely son blew me a kiss, then hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer shorts. 'Ready?' he mouthed, and I nodded vigorously, then held my breath as he slowly slid them off and cast them aside. His erection was obviously very hard, and he turned in profile and flexed it, grinning at me. I applauded vigorously and blew him a kiss, then reached for my keyboard.

<Beautiful, Ben, absolutely beautiful! I am fucking soaking now!>

I sat back on the couch, spread my legs, and operated the remote to zoom in on the big wet patch showing in my panties.

<See?>

<Yes! I so want put my cock in there!>

<Soon, baby, soon.>

<SexySarah? Mom? Will you object if I jack off now?>

<Neither of us objects, baby, we both want to see you.>

I held my breath as my son began to stroke his cock, his hand moving steadily, his rhythm starting slow and building up until suddenly he jerked and I saw his semen fly from the end of his cock, several spurts, weakening, slowing. He shuddered and looked up at his web-cam, smiling shyly. I began typing.

[i][i]<That was fucking awesome, Ben. I so want to feel your cock doing that inside me! I'm going to have to close down now, sweetheart. Momma badly needs to cum. I promise you, next week we cum together.>There was a long pause before Ben began to type, and I think he must have been shaking.
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<Mom, I don't think I have ever cum as hard as that before, I swear it. Having you watching me made it super intense. I can't wait until we can be together properly. I love you. Ben. XXXX'>

<Not long now, baby. Results next week, then another week before end of semester. Then we fuck, baby, then we fuck. I think I'll be wet from now until then.>

<I'll be hard, that's for sure!>

<When I masturbate now I'll have a vision of reality to work with. I'm signing off now, because I have an appointment with a dildo called Ben! Love you, Mom. XXXXX>

With trembling hands I closed down the computer, then walked unsteadily to my bedroom, shedding my soaking panties and my bra as soon as I could. I grabbed my dildo, lay back and pushed it straight into my soaking tunnel. 'Oh, Ben, baby, I want your cock in me!' I think I passed out when I came, it was so intense, but as my awareness returned I managed to slide the dildo out and put it aside, then snuggled down in the bed, and let myself drift off to sleep.

I guess I forgot to set my alarm clock, because it was the phone ringing that woke me next morning. I glanced at the clock as I checked the caller ID. Nine-fifteen! It was Carol on the line.

"Hi, sis, just thought I'd ring and ask how you enjoyed yourself last night?"

"Fucking marvelous, Carol. We had our web-cams on, but I only stripped as far as my underwear. Ben was naked, and I watched him jack off for me. Carol, it was awesome. I so want to feel that fucking monster inside me!"

"Big, is he?"

"To be honest, I don't know. There looked to be plenty in his hand as he jacked off."

Carol laughed. "Hey, it's not the size of the wand, but the skill of the wizard that counts."

I giggled. "I guess so." I laughed.

"What?" said Carol.

"Ben asked if you knew he'd be seeing you naked, so I told him what you said, that you were excited at adding to his jack-off stimulus."

"I am, that's why I phoned!"

[i][i]"Well, Ben sent me a photo for you."photo? What kind of photo?"
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"Double-X rated. His erection. He said I was to show it to you, so you could see the effect you had on him."

"Well, little sister, you have my email address, so send it! Send it now!"

"A few minutes, Carol. I'm still in bed. I think I passed out after I came with my dildo last night and I've just woken up!"

"Poor baby. Have you told him MILF number two says 'yes' yet?"

"No, not yet, I plan to tell him on Friday, after our little charade when he tells me his marks and I 'reluctantly' disrobe if he gets good ones."

"Reluctant, my ass! You might as well start naked!"

"Naah, I want to tease him. After last night, though, I might let him watch me use my dildo."

"Do it! Tony loves to watch me use mine. And help, too."

I laughed. "Sounds like fun. And, speaking of Tony?"

"What about him?"

"You know that photo of the two of us beside the pool? With our arms around each other?"

Carol laughed. "Yes, I know the one, the most innocent one from that session by a country mile. What about it?"

"I asked Ben if he minded if Tony saw it. He said no, it was fine. He'd seen his Aunt Carol naked, so it was only fair that Tony should see his Aunt Sarah."

"You sure, sis?"

"Hey, it was my idea, remember?"

"True. Okay, I'll show Tony the two disgraces. He'll probably pester me to see if there are more, though."

"Show him a couple of the more innocent ones, then. The outdoor shots. None of the others for now, though. I want Ben home and in my bed before it's true confessions time."

"Understood. Okay, I'll sort a couple of them out later and give your nephew a treat. Get yourself up, girl, and send me that photo!"

"Will do. Bye for now, Carol."

"Hey, not so quick! Tony's away for the day. I mentioned your pool and Tina says can she come for a swim?"

[i][i]"Of course. What time?""We'll be there about two, okay?"
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"Both of you?"

"Yep. All girls together, skinny-dip time!"

I laughed. "Okay, see you around two. Stay for dinner?"

"Yes! See you, sis."

I heaved myself out of bed and took myself off for a shower. Refreshed, dressed in my now-favorite light-dress-and-no-bra-or-panties, I had a leisurely breakfast and then turned the computer on. Two messages from Ben. The first was about the previous night -

'Mom, thank you for a wonderful time last night. It could only have been better if we'd both been naked and cum together! Maybe next week? Love you, Ben. XXXX'

Maybe next week, definitely! The second took me slightly by surprise -

'Mom, expect a package next week. Probably Wednesday or Thursday. I won't tell you what it is, but I think you'll like it. Love you, Ben. XXXX'

A package, eh? Nothing to do but wait and see. I busied myself sending Ben's cock picture to Carol.

Carol and Tina arrived about ten after two. Seeing the two of them together there was no doubt that they were mother and daughter, although in a poorer light they could have been taken for sisters.

"I broached the subject of skinny-dipping with Tina, as it's all girls together and she's quite happy," said Carol.

Tina interrupted. "What I didn't tell Mom was that I'd still be happy to skinny-dip if Ben or Tony was here as well."

"Good for you," I said. "Not sure about me, though."

"Tell you what, Aunt Sarah. Once we're naked, I'll give you an honest appraisal. Being a nurse means I see all kinds of women naked, so I think I can be objective, even if you are my aunt."

"Okay," I said, seeing Carol's eyebrows rise in surprise behind her daughter. "Let's get undressed, then. Do you want to use the spare room? I'll use my bedroom, although as this - " and I tugged at my dress " - is the only thing I'm wearing, undressing will take me about two seconds."

"Just strip here," said Carol. "It's quicker."

[i][i]"Go!" said Tina, reaching for the hem of her t-shirt.I won, as I only had a single garment on, Tina was second, with three - t-shirt, shorts and panties - and Carol third, although her garment count was the same as Tina's. She just wasn't as quick. Tina eyed me appraisingly and I struck a pose. She laughed.
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"Aunt Sarah," she said, "if we were all skinny-dipping with Ben and Tony here as well, they'd be drooling! I've seen worse bodies on glamor models. You, too, Mom. You and Aunt Sarah are gorgeous." She grinned. "And you shave your pussies, too, so that would definitely make the boys drool!"

I'd noticed Tina's pussy was shaved, too. Stripped, they looked even more alike, although Carol's tits hung a smidgen lower.

"Okay, ladies," I said. "To the pool!"

We swam for a while, just enjoying the summer warmth. After a while I climbed out. "Anyone for a cold drink?"

"Definitely," said Carol, and Tina nodded agreement. "First though," added Carol, "it's me for the john."

"I'll give you a hand, Aunt Sarah," said Tina, and we went indoors to the kitchen. I went to the refrigerator, got out the big jug of fruit punch I'd prepared and turned, surprised to see Tina closing the door between the kitchen and the rest of the house.

"Aunt Sarah," she said, her voice urgent. "I need some advice."

"On what, honey?"

"I found out that Mom and Tony are fucking!" she said, the words hurried. Oops, disaster looming, sis.

[i][i]"And you think it's wrong and want them to stop?"[/i][/i]

nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:46 PM

Tina shook her head. "No, it's not that. I know it's wrong, but I want to join in!" Her voice was a wail.

Well, fuck me! I didn't see that one coming! "Have you said anything to your mom?"

Tina grimaced. "Just what do I say?"

"Try telling the truth."

"She'll kill me!"

"I don't think so, Tina. I think you might be surprised."

"Surprised by what?" said Carol, coming through the door at that moment. I glanced at Tina who looked stricken.

"Don't worry, honey," I said. "It will be okay."

"What's this about?" said Carol, looking annoyed.

I looked across at Tina, catching her eye. "Trust me," I said, then turned to Carol. "Tina has found out that you and Tony are fucking."

"Oh, shit!" said Carol, and turned to her daughter, hands outstretched in supplication. "And you want us to stop."

Tina didn't say anything, I'm not sure she could, and I filled the pause. "No, she wants to join in."

There was a long silence as the two women stared at each other, then a smile began at the corner of Carol's mouth. She moved to Tina and gave her a big hug, then held her at arms' length, smiling. "If that's true, honey, join in and welcome! Sometimes I think I'd just like to watch!"

To say Tina looked stunned is putting it mildly, but a smile spread across her face, too, and she moved forward to hug her mother. "Can I, Mom?"

"You can, sweetheart. Your brother is insatiable, and I could do with some help. I was going to ask your aunt Sarah, but she has her own plans."

Tina turned to me, query written plain across her face. I nodded.

"Yes, as soon as Ben gets home from college, he and I have got some fucking to do!"

Tina's smile broadened as she turned to her mother. "God, what a family! I love it!" She turned back to me. "Does that mean I get a turn at Ben, too?" I think her smile was even wider.That would be his decision, sweetheart, but I forecast an enthusiastic yes." I turned back to Carol. "Sis, we know that Ben and Tony have talked about fucking their mothers, but you say Tony pretended it was still a dream?"

Carol nodded. "That's right."

"Have a word with Tony. Ask him to get in touch with Ben, to tell him he succeeded in getting into your pants. Whether Ben will be equally forthcoming I don't know, but he may ask me for advice, in which case I'll tell him to tell all."

"Okay, sis. Maybe some time in the not too distant future we can have a foursome?"

"Five-some," said Tina, grinning.

"Five-some," agreed Carol.

I laughed. "Maybe, but there's the small matter of a twosome for me, first."

"Enjoy it when it happens, Aunt Sarah," said Tina.

"And you enjoy your brother, honey. Ask your mom to show you the pictures she took of me. You can show Tony as well, sis, but tell him under pain of never getting to touch me, that he mustn't say anything to Ben until Ben raises the subject. Okay?"

"Will do, Sarah."

"I'll make sure she does, Aunt Sarah."

"Hey, who made you my keeper, brat?" said Carol, laughing. Tina stuck her tongue out and Carol laughed again.

I'd finished pouring the fruit punch by then and passed them each a glass. I grinned at Carol. "So, sis, what did you think of the photo Ben sent?"

"Oh, my god, fucking awesome!"

"What was it, Mom?"

"Ben's erection," I said, "your mom can show you later, along with the pics of me."

"I will, honey. Later," said Carol. "Tony might be home when we get back and we need to put him in the picture."

"Oh, yes!" said Tina.By the time Carol and Tina left, after tuna casserole and side salad, I almost felt sorry for Tony. He wasn't going to know what hit him, but I forecast a good night coming up for the three of them. I checked my email, but there was nothing from Ben and I guessed he'd be celebrating the end of the exams. It was the end of his second year at college and so far he was doing well. I hoped it would continue, suspected it would, but made a promise to myself to support him, whatever happened. I decided on an early night, thinking, 'only five more days until he gets his results.'

When I got home from work on Wednesday there was a delivery notice in my mailbox. My package from Ben had arrived and could be collected from the central Post Office. Handy, as it was only two blocks from the office, and I could collect it during my lunch break, Thursday. It was a long package, just over a foot long, probably two inches by two inches on the other two sides. Curious, I wondered what it could be, then tucked it away in my bag and didn't think about it again until I was home. I decided I'd leave it until after I'd eaten and whisked up an omelet for my evening meal, then had some ice-cream. Pans washed, dirty dishes in the dishwasher, I sat myself down with my coffee and took the package from my bag. Addressed in Ben's hand, the package was marked 'Private and Confidential.' I reached for my letter opener and managed to struggle through the adhesive tape and opened up the outer wrapper. Inside was a cardboard box, and taped to the box was a note in Ben's handwriting.

'Dear SexySarah. I hope you like your gift. As far as could be managed, it is exactly the same size and shape as mine. Have fun. Love, Ben. XXX'

Now I was really curious, but I had a suspicion, and the excitement was rising in me as I wrestled the box open. Inside was a long object wrapped in tissue, and I unwrapped it to reveal – a dildo! 'Exactly the same size and shape as mine', Ben's note had read. I studied the faux cock with rising excitement. I didn't know, I had to check, and hurried upstairs to compare with the one I'd been using. Yes, I was right! Ben's was a little bigger, both in length and girth. My pussy pulsed, and I badly wanted to use the dildo there and then, but no! I was going to let Ben see me use it for the first time when we made our chat-room contact after his results were announced. Only another day! I'd use the older one tonight ...

In fact it was that day for the results. When I checked my email later there was one from Ben.

'Results are out, Mom. Six passes. I'm going out to celebrate tonight with the others, but I'll email in the morning. Love you, Ben. XXXX.'Good boy! I knew he'd do it! On Friday morning I checked before I left for work, but no message. It was waiting for me when I got home in the early afternoon.

'SexySarah, I did it! Six passes! Not all great passes, but no bad ones. Thinks – can a pass ever be truly bad, compared to a fail? More good news – I can leave for home on Tuesday, as I already qualify for my third year without any retakes. Did your package arrive? Have you used it yet? Love, Ben. XXXX.'

I quickly drafted a reply.

Hi, SexGod! See, you've been promoted. Yes, the package arrived. A very pleasant surprise, but no, I haven't used it yet. I'm saving that for our chat tonight, so you can watch me! Let's bring the time forward until eight, okay? At seven I'll be sending you the last two photographs, so you can anticipate for an hour. Love, SexySarah. XXXX'

His reply was almost immediate.

'SexySarah, eight is great, eight is wonderful! Can hardly wait! Had a surprise earlier, got an email from Tony! In confidence, Tony and I had sometimes discussed the possibility of fucking our moms, but didn't think we had a chance. Tony says he and Aunt Carol have been fucking for a while now, but he kept it quiet as he didn't want me jealous. I'm only a little bit jealous, and that's because of the timescale. I've got you to look forward to, and next Tuesday night! He says Aunt Carol gave him permission to tell me. She seems to think it would help to get you into bed with me, but I think we sorted that out ourselves. Love you and really looking forward to tonight. Ben. XXX'

I sent him a quick acknowledgement, but didn't say anything except that we'd talk about Carol and Tony later. At seven, I attached the two 'pussy shot' photos, and sent off the email.

'Hi, Sex God. Two photos attached. I think you'll like them. I also have a message for you. MILF number two says that the answer is yes, whenever it can be arranged to your mutual satisfaction. Catch you in an hour – I'll leave you to think about it! Love, SuperSexySoakingWetSarah. XXXX'

Time for a shower, and then some careful dressing.

At five to eight I was ready. New red underwear, new red garter belt, black stockings, my 'fuck-me-now' red dress, and my choker. I had a pair of black strappy sandals with two-inch heels, which showed off my legs well, so I put those on too. I had put my hair up into a sleek chignon behind my head, held by a single comb. My super new dildo was beside the screens. Nothing else to do but wait! I grinned, and donned a loose robe I had ready which covered me from throat to ankle. I logged onto the chat-room at eight on the dot. I should have known, the invitation to the private chat was waiting for me. I was lounging on my couch, the two remotes at hand. Ben was waiting, a big smile on his face, a smile which faded a little as he saw how I was dressed. I quickly typed a message.[i]Don't worry, honey, this is temporary! The real me is under the robe ... >
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<You had me worried for a moment.>

<No need, sweetheart. First, though, when you give me your marks, I want you to give me them in reverse order, from worst to best. Six marks, six items of clothing. Only one mark at a time. Don't worry about the actual subjects, I won't know what you're talking about! Now close your eyes and make a slow count to ten before you open them. Ready?>

On the screen a smiling Ben gave me a thumbs up and then put his hand over his eyes. Quickly, I discarded the robe and threw it into the corner, then adjusted the zoom so that I showed full length on the screen. I waited, and Ben opened his eyes. He stared for a moment, then gave me a huge smile, and a round of silent applause. I saw him reach to his keyboard.

<Mom, you look sensational! Or do I mean sin-sational?>

<Thank you, sweetheart. Okay, what's your lowest mark?>

<It's a B, Mom.>

<Any other Bs?>

<Just the one.>

I reached behind my neck and unfastened the choker, discarding it on the couch beside me. I held up a finger, 'one'. Ben nodded, and reached for his keyboard.

<Next one is a B plus.>

<You get a choice. Which one - dress, or shoes and stockings?>

His answer was quick.

<Dress, please.>

I did my best to make it good for him, taking off the dress as slowly and seductively as I could, finally letting it fall to crash soundlessly at my feet. I stepped out of it, picked it up and tossed it on top of my robe in the corner. God, I felt hot! I looked up at the screen, to see Ben giving me another round of applause. I raised my arms and gave him a twirl, and could see him reach for his keyboard.

<Mom, I have to get naked!>

[i]<Okay, baby, mommy will watch you.>[/i]

[i]He grinned widely when he saw that, but he wasted no time in getting undressed. He had a bit of a struggle getting his undershorts off over his erection, but very soon I was treated to the impressive sight of my son, with a huge boner pointing at me. I gave him a round of applause, of course. On the screen, I saw him reach for his keyboard.
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<Mom, that outfit is absolutely the sexiest thing I have seen. Ever!>

<Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself!>

He grinned, stroking his cock.

<This old thing?>

<Yeah, right. What's the next mark?>

<Next two are both As, Mom.>

<That's the shoes and stockings, and the garter belt.>

I try to keep myself limber, so I turned my back on him, and, keeping my legs as straight as possible, bent over to unfasten my sandals. Straightening, I looked back over my shoulder at him and kicked the shoes into the corner of the room. I sat down on the couch and slowly unfastened the suspender straps, then slid the stockings off and over my feet. That left only the suspender belt, which I unfastened then let it trail across my breasts before discarding it with my other things. I looked up at the screen to see Ben 's eyes fixed on me while his hand was slowly stroking his erection. He blew me a kiss and reached for the keyboard.

<That was a truly wonderful sight, Mom. If I hadn't already been hard, that would have given me an instant erection. Last two marks are both A-plus, Mom. Bra first, please, then the panties.>

<As you wish, my love.>

I tried to make it as sensual as possible, loosening the fastening at my back and letting the gossamer wisp of a bra slide down my arms until the cups caught on my nipples, nipples which were as hard as I've ever felt them. I gave a shimmy and the bra fell away. I blew a kiss to Ben and turned around, taking hold of the waistband of the micro-panties and bent over, sliding them slowly down the length of my legs. I straightened, gave a slow twirl and used one toe to kick the panties into the corner, then collapsed back onto the couch, remembering to spread my legs as I did so. I blew Ben a kiss and spread my arms wide, then pulled the comb from my hair and let it tumble around my shoulders. He took his hand off his cock and gave me a round of applause, then reached for his keyboard.

[i][i]<Absolutely fantastic, Mom. The reality is even lovelier than the picture you sent. Or should I say, pictures.>[i]Thank you, lover. Ben, I am absolutely fucking soaking!>
[/i][/i][/i]

 There was a pause and he began typing again. <Mom? That message you gave me? 'MILF number two says yes.' Does that mean that Aunt Carol says I can fuck her?>

I looked up at the screen to see an anxious Ben looking at me. I nodded, and blew him a kiss. I picked up my keyboard and began typing.

<More 'must' than 'can,' sweetheart. Your aunt Carol is hot for you! News flash - Tina found out about Carol and Tony.>

<Omigod, what happened?>

<She wants to join in!>

I looked at the screen to see my son looking like he'd been the filling in a football tackle sandwich. I grinned.

<Took me and Carol by surprise, too, that one. Yes, sweetheart, Tina wants in. She asked if that meant she might get you as well, so I said that would be your decision.>

<Yes! It's yes!>



<Oh, wow! Mom, what about you? Will you let Tony fuck you?>

<Not so much 'let' as drag him into bed if I have to.>



<Maybe, but not before you share my bed!>

<As soon as possible, Mom! Mom? I have to cum!>

<Wait until I get my new toy, sweetheart. Just a moment.>

I quickly retrieved my custom dildo, and took it back to the couch. As Ben had said, it was as close as possible to the real thing, but it had been sculpted with a pair of testicles, which formed a stop, and an extension to use as a grip. I brandished my weapon and Ben grinned. He reached for his keyboard.

<You like it, Mom?>



[i][i][i][i]<You have a filthy mind, Ben. I'm proud of you!>
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I picked up the remote and zoomed in on my pussy, almost filling the screen. I looked across at the other screen and Ben gave me a thumbs-up.

<Is that okay?>

<Mom, that is absolutely fucking wonderful. And you look very, very wet!>



I picked up my dildo again, and stroked it up my slit, then used my free hand to tease my labia apart, ready. On the screen I looked flushed and wet. I took a deep breath and put the dildo to my opening, watching the screen as I moved it in, but only an inch or so, seeing my nether lips spread and curve to accommodate the intruder. Fuck! That looked impressive! It felt fucking great, too! On the other screen Ben was holding his cock, but his hand was still and there was an awed look on his face. Yeah, son, it feels as good as it looks. I slid the dildo in further, then out a little to spread my juices, then plunged it in as as far as it would go. Oh, shit, it felt fucking great! I began to stroke it in and out, beginning to bring myself up the slippery slope to ecstasy. With the last shred of coherent thought left in me, I used my free hand to zoom the camera out until Ben could see my face as well as my pussy, then put the remote aside, using my free fingers to stroke my clitoris, while I continued to fuck myself with the dildo. I was so hot and ready that I knew it wouldn't - couldn't - be long before I orgasmed. It wasn't! Within a couple of minutes I could feel the tension building in me that indicated imminent climax, and with a feathery stroke of my clitoris I took myself over the edge, and into a violent, shuddering climax that shook the couch beneath me.

I passed out.

I could only have been out for a few seconds, but on the screen Ben was looking anxious. I smiled and gave him a little wave. I could see him reach out for the keyboard.

<Mom? Are you okay? I think you fainted!>

I reached for my own keyboard.



<It looked good!>

[i][i][i][i]<It was, and I think I know why. It's because my toy is an actual replica of your erection. All I was thinking was 'Ben is going to feel as good as this in me.'>[i]<I hope so, SexySarah. I hope so. Mom, I have a confession to make. I found out a way to record the images from your web-cam, so I recorded the whole thing, from when you asked me to cover my eyes. I'll copy it to a flash drive and we can watch it together when I get home.>
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<Yes! Oh, yes!> Oh, fucking yes! And I want to watch it with Carol, too!

<Kind of awesome, I think. Mom, I haven't cum yet. Okay to go ahead?>

<Only if I can watch.>

<That was the plan, Mom.>

<You go ahead, son. I'll just lie here and recover.>

<Don't move too much - the view is lovely.>

I fought a giggle. My lewdly spread legs, and the grip end of my dildo poking out from my well-satisfied pussy – that was the view. I gave a contented sigh and returned my attention to the screen which showed Ben, as he began to stroke his erection. I could see a gleam on his cock, and realized he must be using some kind of lubrication. Like the previous time, he started slow and built up speed. Watching him, I could see the tension building and I wasn't taken by surprise this time, when he came, It was awkward to tell because he was at about a forty-five degree angle, but I swear his semen traveled over four feet.

We calmed down after that, and I eased Ben II from my pussy. Yes, I'd decided to name my dildo after my son. I had an idea, and grabbed a marker pen from a desk drawer and wrote 'Ben II' as neatly as I could manage at the top of the grip piece. Ben was watching, slouched in his chair, his cock slowly wilting. 'What?' he mouthed, so I zoomed in again and showed him. I thought he was going to fall off his chair, he was laughing so much. I had another idea and grabbed my keyboard.

<Ben? Is it okay with you if I let Carol and Tina have a play with Ben II?>

[i][i][i][i][i]<Great idea, Mom, especially if I'm going to have the chance to fuck them both later.>[/i][/i][/i][/i][/i]

nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:55 PM

We chatted generally for a while after that, but we were both winding down from intense sexual pleasure and the chat was light. I caught myself yawning a couple of times - Ben wasn't much better - and at about ten after ten we called it a day.

<Mom? I have to get some sleep now. I think I'm about burnt out.>

<Yeah. I feel much the same. Phone if anything comes up, otherwise just let me know which plane you'll be on on Tuesday. I'll collect you from the airport. I've arranged to take Tuesday and Wednesday off work. I tried for the week, but one of the girls is sick.>

<No sweat, Mom, by the time you go to work on Thursday we'll both be exhausted anyway!>

<Mmm, yes!>

<So, 'bye for now, SuperExtraSexySarah. Love you. Ben. XXXX>

<'Bye, son. Love you too. StillSuperTinglingSexySarah. XXXX>

I closed the chat program, and then did a quick check of my email. Hey! One from Tony!

'Hi, Aunt Sarah. Mom just finished showing me the photos she took of the two of you. Awesome, especially the pussy shots! Looking forward to getting to know you even better. Love, Tony.'

I keyed a quick reply.

'Me too, sweetheart. but not until after Ben gets home. Ask your mom to get in touch with me tomorrow, whenever she's free. No rush. Love, Sarah.'

I took a quick shower, carefully washing Ben II as well, then went back and gathered up my scattered clothes. The underwear needed washing, but the dress was okay, although whether I'd wear it again or not was moot. Maybe an evening at home? Time would tell. Then I had a sudden thought, one of my occasional mad ideas - perhaps a sons-and-MILFs night? Carol would enjoy that, and I was sure the boys would as well. But what about Tina? Ah, perhaps as the maid? Cap and apron, heels and stockings, and nothing else! But first I wanted my son home and in my bed. But for now, bed. For sleep - alone, this time.

Carol's phone call next morning didn't wake me, but I'd only been out of bed for half an hour and was still preparing breakfast. She came straight to the point.

'Morning, sis. So, how did the striptease go?I laughed. "That's my sister, straight in where angels fear to tread."

"Hey! You don't ask, you don't get told. So, how did it go?"

"Absolutely fucking marvelous!"

"Well, you can tell me about it later. Can Tina and I come around for a swim? I've persuaded Tony that he doesn't see his Aunt Sarah in the naked flesh until after Ben does, so there will only be the two of us."

"A bit hard on Tony."

"He wouldn't have the strength anyway, we exhausted him! Can we come about ten this time?"

"Of course? Want to stay for lunch?"

"Please. Tony said that as he can't play with us, he's going to watch the high school baseball game. He says they're more fun than the big league games."

"He's probably right. I've got a couple of ideas I want to bounce off you, and a little bit of news, and something to show you. Tell you when you get here."

"Okay, sis, see you at ten."

I thought I might as well check my email and, yes, there were two from Ben. I checked the first.

'Mom, I managed to reduce the size of last night's recording so that I can attach it to an email without hitting your bandwidth too much. I still have the original higher quality recording and I'll bring that home with me on Tuesday, but I thought you might like to remind yourself of the fun we had. Following email titled 'Video' has the recording. The file is password-protected, on a 'just in case' basis. Password is the one you know, but 3 instead of 1 or 2. Love, Ben. XXX.'

Hey, maybe Carol and Tina might enjoy it as well? Perhaps after lunch.

They were prompt, rolling up seconds after ten. Tina was first out, a big grin on her face. She gave me a hug.

"We had fun last night, Aunt Sarah."

"We certainly did," said Carol. "I'm hot and sticky at the moment, so can we go straight into the pool. Then, afterwards, we can all sit with a cold drink and share our secrets."

"Sounds like a plan, big sister. Do you just want to get undressed in the sitting room again?"

"Why not? It's the quickest access to the pool."Five minutes later we were in the pool, splashing around like kids, thoroughly enjoying ourselves, but after half an hour, we were all ready for a cold drink. I'd erected the parasol over a poolside table, and put towels over the chairs. I gestured towards them.

"You two sit there, and I'll get the drinks and the mysterious something I want to show you. Okay?"

They both nodded, and I went in for the drinks first, then went back for Ben II, back in his box for the moment, wrapped in a silk scarf I have. Carol had poured the drinks when I got back, so I sat, took my glass, and raised it in toast.

"Here's to good friends and family, good sex, and never-ending erections!"

"Definitely!" said Tina, raising her glass in toast, and her mother grinned assent, raising her own. "So, who's first?"

I laughed. "You're obviously dying to tell me, so you, I think?"

Tina turned to Carol. "You'd better start, Mom, because you had to break the news to Tony."

Carol laughed. "Okay. So, here's what happened. We'd had dinner, digested it for a while, and we were watching - well, not-watching, really - some mindless drivel on TV. Tina excused herself - we'd arranged this in advance - and I turned to Tony after she left the room. 'Sweetheart,' I said. 'We have a problem. Tina has found out about us fucking.' His face was a picture. 'What do we do?' he said. 'She made an ultimatum. She tells all about us. Unless ... ' 'Unless what?' he said."

"'Unless you let me join you,' I said," said Tina. "While Mom was doing the agonized revelation bit, I'd stripped down to a pair of hold-up stockings, and a shortie robe of Mom's. Tony just stared at me, so I slowly opened the robe and let it slide off. 'I think you'll like it.' He just stared at me for a moment, then a big grin spread across his face, and he turned to Mom. 'You okay with this, Mom?'"

"I just grinned," said Carol, "stood up and started to undress. 'Yes, I'm okay with it,' I said, 'so get naked, stud, you have two horny women to satisfy tonight.' He tried his best, and I'm delighted to say his best was fucking great!"

"Definitely," said Tina. "He had me first, and he was poised over me, braced on his arms. Mom had hold of his cock and was sliding it up and down my slit. I was soaking wet, so he got pretty well covered in my juices, then Mom aimed him and said 'push' and that lovely twin of mine sank his lovely cock into me, and we fucked, oh, boy, we fucked. Best fuck of my life so far."

"Tina returned the favor when it was my turn," said Carol. "I don't think Tony was hurting any."So a good time was had by all?" I said.

"Definitely," said Tina. "He had each of us twice."

"Yes, my son has stamina," said Carol, grinning. "So, how did you get on, sis?"

"First, my news. Ben finishes early, as he's already qualified to go on to third year, so he'll be home on Tuesday."

"Great!" said Carol. "I take it that's the news?"

"Yes."

"And you have something to show us?"

"Yes, it was just this," I said, indicating Ben II's box, "but courtesy of Ben, I have a little video to show you, too."

"So, the box first. What's in it?"

"See for yourself," I said passing it across. "Ben says that as far as he could manage it is exactly the same size and shape as his."

Carol gave me a curious look as she opened the box, and then unwrapped the dildo, laughing out loud at what she found. Tina was grinning, too.

"Same size and shape, eh? " said Carol. "So, how did it feel in your pussy?"

"Fucking marvelous. All I could think was, 'Ben's going to feel as good as this!'"

Carol laughed. "I see you've christened it!"

"Let me see, Mom," said Tina, and Carol passed the dildo across to her. Tina burst out laughing. "Ben II! That's wonderful!" She passed it back to me. "Keep him safe!"

"I will."

"So, this video," said Carol. "What's on it?"

"Ben's record of what he saw last night. I had two screens set up, so I could see the view from both cameras, but I don't think Ben had that option. I've copied the file to my laptop, and I have that connected to the TV in the living room, so if you want to see what happened last night, let's go!"

"Of course we want to see it," said Carol, "so stop wasting time!"

The three of us, still naked, trooped into the sitting room. I'd closed the drapes earlier, so the room was in semi-gloom. I switched on the TV, and then clicked on 'play' on the laptop program as we arranged ourselves on the couch, Tina in the middle.I'd been right that Ben could only record one part of the chat, and I was treated to the sight of myself doing a slow striptease. There was a gasp from Tina when she saw the close-up of the dildo going into me, and a few moments later I realized Tina was masturbating beside me. She caught me looking and shrugged.

"I had to," she whispered, "this is just so fucking awesome."

Ben II was on the side table next to me and I passed it to Tina. "Be my guest, honey. Ben says it's okay, too. Enjoy yourself."

She took the dildo from me. "You're sure?"

"Absolutely. Knock yourself out!"

Next thing I knew, I was treated to the sight of Tina's pussy slowly swallowing Ben II as she slid it into herself, a soft groan coming from her as the dildo sank into her depths.

"Feel good, honey?" I murmured.

She smiled at me. "You know it does!" she said, continuing the slow, sensuous stimulation she was giving herself, her free hand teasing her clitoris. On the screen the intense moments had passed, and I'd pulled Ben II out of my pussy. All that showed now was the relaxed me exchanging chat with my son. I became aware of movement and Carol came around the couch behind me to murmur in my ear.

"You turned on as much as I am, sis?"

I leaned back to answer her. "More, probably. Remember, I was there!"

"Want me to eat you?"

A shudder of anticipated pleasure went through me and I knew I was going to say yes, but I wanted to share the moment. "Only in a sixty-nine."

I turned to look at Carol, in time to see a huge grin spread across her face. She bent across and kissed me, quick, light. "Where?"

I grinned and indicated the rug near Tina's feet. "Right there." The answering grin on Carol's face was positively feral, as she came around the end of the couch and hauled me to my feet and into her arms. The kiss this time was anything but light, our tongues dueling, our mouths mashing against each other. Carol broke the kiss, her chest heaving. I wasn't much better. I sank to my knees on the rug, drawing Carol down with me.

"Who's on top?"Me," said Carol, pushing me gently back. I wriggled my legs out from under me and lay back, ready. I was aware of Tina, staring wide-eyed at us, Ben II still buried in her pussy. Carol straddled me, facing my feet, and I saw her reach out to squeeze Tina's free hand.

"Watch and learn, brat!" They were the last words any of us spoke for what must have been almost half an hour, as my sister and I re-acquainted ourselves with each other's pussies. I guess we never forget some things, and I remembered to touch Carol's clitoris only lightly as we approached orgasm, while she, in her turn, knew to flick mine lightly with her tongue as my climax neared. Whether it was skill or just mutual need to climax I have no idea but we managed to orgasm within a second or two of each other.

Carol was first and I think it was at least partly the gasp she gave, and the reflexive mouth movements as her tongue speared into me that triggered my own. We gave ourselves to the moment, gasping for breath, our pussies both trying to clutch at non-existent cocks, tides of pleasure running through us as we slowly came back to earth. Eventually, after what seemed hours, but could only have been minutes, Carol eased herself to her feet, then reached down to help me up, but I think our legs were too weak to hold us up and we collapsed on to the couch, one on each side of Tina.

Tina reached out her hands and took ours in her grasp, squeezing. "Mom, Aunt Sarah, that was awesome!"

"Thanks, sweetheart," said Carol. "I told you to watch and learn."

Tina laughed. "You did and I did. Nancy and I, well, we do that quite often, but I've never felt it as intensely as it seemed to be for you and Aunt Sarah."

"You and Nancy, eh?" said Carol. "And what else do the two of you do on those Friday evenings when I'm educating your brother?"

"Well, um, we have a strap-on as well. That's fun, too."

"Think we should get one, sis?" said Carol. "For girls' nights in? Or maybe for when Ben or Tony can't get it up and we're still raring to go?"

I laughed. "Why not? Could be fun."

"I could get one," said Tina. "There's a sex shop about two blocks from the hospital. That's where Nancy and I got ours."

"Okay, honey," said Carol. "You have the recent experience - Tony's cock, and Ben II, there, so get us one to match those as closely as possible, eh?"

"Can do, Mom. Um, Aunt Sarah? Can I borrow Ben II for size comparison?""Certainly, sweetheart," I said, "but not until after Ben is home, okay?" Tina nodded, grinning. "Something else, too, since we're all women together. Drop the 'aunt' and just call me Sarah, okay?"

"Okay - Sarah. Can I maybe borrow Ben II on a Friday, so Nancy can try him, too?" said Tina, her tone a supplication.

"Okay, honey, on a Friday. What would you do, have fun on the Friday night, and get the strap-on on the Saturday?"

"Yes, exactly."

"Well, get us a double-ended dildo as well. I'll pay, of course."

"We'll split it," said Carol, then laughed. "Maybe actually rather than financially, if we're too carried away!"

Tina giggled. "Okay." She paused, her eyes moving between us. "Um, can I ask the two of you a question?"

"Of course."

"You've obviously done that before, so when was the last time."

Carol laughed, and I was fighting a giggle. "Night before your wedding, wasn't it?" I said.

"Yes, indeed," said Carol. "Remember, I said I needed a good sex memory before I launched myself into the unknown. Of course, it wasn't exactly unknown. The marriage might have failed, but there was nothing wrong in the sex department between Brad and me." She grinned, and reached out to squeeze my fingers. "The sex memory was good, though."

"So, it's been twenty-three years for the two of you?" said Tina.

"As a twosome, yes, but there have been other times, with other women," said Carol. "You, sis?"

"A few," I said, "but none after I met Jack, not until tonight." I stood. "I don't know about you two, but I'm a tad sticky. I'm going for a quick swim, and then a shower. If you like, my shower's big enough for three!"

"Yes!" said Tina and Carol in unison.

"And after that, I promised you lunch!"

Lunch was a little later than we'd planned, after the giggling marathon and tickle-fest that the shower became, but I think we were all familiar with the feel and weight of each other's breasts and butt before we'd finished. Finished, dried, dressed again, we sat at the kitchen table eating the ham salad I'd prepared."Sarah, didn't you say something about an idea you'd had?" said Carol.

I nodded. "Yes, I did, although I think it's probably something that doesn't look so clever in the cold light of day." I gave them a wry smile. "I was still feeling hot and sexy at the time."

"That sounds good. Come on, tell!" said Carol.

"Please?" added Tina.

I shrugged. "Okay, sometime in the not too distant future, after Ben is home and our new lifestyle had settled down, I thought maybe we'd have a 'Sluts and Sons' night. Send the boys out for a while, maybe to the high school baseball game or just for a coffee, and while they're away we'll turn this place into a bordello. A bit of tacky decoration, some scented candles and the like. You saw my red dress in the video? Well, I'd wear that, with minimal underwear. You, Carol, something similar or maybe just a teddy or basque, with stockings. something slutty." I laughed. "Like that dress! Then when the boys come back, they choose their hooker for the night and we do our best to play the game."

Carol grinned. "Sounds like fun. Definitely worth some serious consideration."

"Yeah," said Tina, pouting, "but what about me?"

I grinned. "You'll be the maid. Cap and apron, stockings, either grip-top or with a garter belt, and heels." I paused for effect. "And nothing else! You can lend a hand where it's needed."

Tina smiled, slowly. "Oh, yes!" she breathed.

"It would blow their minds," said Carol.

I shrugged. "Like I said, just an idea." I grinned. "But it does appeal!"

"We'll let it ferment for a week or two, then see if it still appeals," said Carol. "But for now, I think it's time for me and the maid to get ourselves home." She grinned at Tina, who stuck out her tongue. "We won't see you again before Ben gets home, so make sure he gets a warm welcome."

"I will!"

"I'll ring you Thursday, at work. I'll make it during your lunch break, so make sure you have your cellphone handy, and you can give me a brief update, okay?"

"Okay, sis, will do."

"Give Ben an extra kiss for each of us, won't you?" added Tina.

"Consider it done, sweetheart.On Sunday, I blitzed through the house, cleaning. I put fresh sheets on Ben's bed - just in case - and got all of the laundry out of the way. I did a quick check on my email while I was cleaning upstairs, but nothing. Finished, I was resting, with a cup of coffee to hand, when the phone rang. Ben!

"Hi, honey. How are things going?"

"Pretty good, Mom. I managed to get on an earlier flight than I thought, but it's hand luggage only, so I'm freighting the rest of my stuff home. It should arrive Friday."

"Good thinking. So, what time do I expect your flight to arrive?"

"It's due at eleven-twenty, Tuesday morning."

"Great!" Almost two hours earlier than on previous trips home. "With only hand luggage you should be through the gate quickly, so I'll get to the airport for eleven, in case the flight is early."

"More likely a little late - headwinds in the forecast."

"You're worth waiting for, sweetheart."

"Why, thank you, ma'am!"

"Well, you are, so there!"

"Okay, Mom, all being well, I'll see you around eleven-thirty on Tuesday morning."

"I'll be waiting."

"Bye, Mom. I love you."

"I love you too, honey. Bye for now." We hung up.

The airport was about a thirty minute drive. Traffic shouldn't be too bad but just in case, I'd leave the house at about ten-fifteen. Nothing to do for the moment but finish my cleaning, and that only took another hour.

On Monday, at work, I was kept busy since I was going to be absent for the following two days, which was okay by me as I didn't have time to brood. I'd got to the 'oh, my god, am I really going to fuck my son?' stage by this time, but I knew deep within me that the answer was 'yes'. That it was wrong, legally and morally, I knew, but discarded as irrelevant. It was a mother's full and true expression of love for her son, and I wanted it, badly.

I took Ben II to bed with me on Monday night. I used him twice! Two crashing orgasms, imagining that the plastic cock inside me was the real thing. I'm pretty sure there was a satisfied smile on my face when I drifted off to sleep.On Tuesday I was up early, showered and dried, and my hair washed and dried by eight. My hair is fairly long, hanging just below my nipples, and I usually fasten it up behind my head with a comb, but I knew Ben liked to see it loose, and today, of all days, what Ben liked, Ben was going to get!

I'd studied my wardrobe carefully, and I knew exactly what I was going to wear, but first I changed the sheets on my bed for crisp, fresh ones, and gave the bed a quick spritz of my perfume. I also applied the perfume to my body, including some parts where a son ought never to expect being close enough to smell his mother's perfume. I donned my new, red garter belt, with tan stockings, then slid a plain, cotton pair of panties on. No bra, for I was going to wear a sun-dress I had. Halter neck, partly backless, with tit support built in, but light, and I knew my nipples would show through if they were erect. And they were already erect! The dress finished about four inches above my knees, long enough to cover my stocking tops.

nandoghosh · 21-10-2019, 05:58 PM

Over the sun dress I planned to wear a light, linen jacket that would hide my nipples until Ben and I were in the car, and my shoes would be a comfortable pair of flats I kept for driving. I can drive in heels but much prefer not to do so. I took a deep breath. Yes, I was ready. Well, apart from the fact it was nine-thirty and I hadn't had breakfast yet! That didn't take long to remedy and at ten-sixteen I backed the car out of the garage and set off for the airport.

I was early! The traffic was almost non-existent and I made much better time than I'd anticipated, so that it was only ten forty-five when I made my way into the terminal building after parking the car. I checked the arrivals board for Ben's flight. Ah, ten minutes behind schedule, so I could expect to see Ben at around eleven-forty. Okay, almost an hour to kill. I glanced across at the coffee shop. Yes, coffee and a Danish.

There was a repeater board in the coffee shop, and I kept my eye on the arrival time for Ben's flight, and at eleven thirty-one it touched down. I knew it would take a little while for Ben to make his way out and took myself off to the ladies' room. I'd brought my big purse and after I'd locked myself in a cubicle I took from it a plastic bag, and some pre-moistened wipes. It was the work of moments to discard my panties and store them in the plastic bag, and I was thinking wicked thoughts when I did that! A quick wipe down, dry myself with toilet paper and I was ready. I took a deep breath and headed out to meet my son.

I only had to wait about five minutes before the passengers from Ben's flight began to appear and he was about tenth or so in line. My breath caught when I saw him, a tall, gangling young man with a laptop bag in his hand and a small rucksack on his shoulder. He was looking around and didn't see me at first, but his face lit up when he spotted me and he waved. I waved back and thirty seconds later was almost being crushed in his hug, a hug which seemed to go on for ever but couldn't have been more than ten or fifteen seconds. Eventually, he released me and we just grinned at each other for a moment. I shook myself, and took his arm.

"Come on, I want to get you home!"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Do you want to stop anywhere for lunch? Although there's plenty of stuff in our refrigerator."

"No stops, Mom. You know what I want."

"No more than I do, Ben," I said quietly, and he smiled at me and squeezed my fingers. "The car's over there," I said, pointing.

A couple of minutes later we had his gear in the trunk. I took off my jacket and threw it in, too, then took my seat at the wheel. Seat-belts fastened, and we were ready. "Okay, Ben, hush for the moment until I find my way out of this maze and get us onto the freeway."Okay, Mom." He pointed. "I think that's the way out."

He was right and a few minutes later we were on the entrance ramp for the freeway. A few minutes after that, and I'd brought our speed up to a couple of miles per hour less than the posted limit, and set the cruise control. I relaxed as much as I ever dare to when I'm driving, and glanced across at him. He was sitting quietly, just watching me and he smiled when he caught my eye.

"Love you, SexySarah," he said.

"Love you, too, stud," I responded. There was a long, but comfortable, silence until he spoke again.

"Mom."

"Yes, honey?"

"What are you wearing under that sun-dress?"

"Want to guess?"

"The red underwear?"

"Partly right, but only the garter belt. I needed something to keep my stockings up."

He grinned. "No bra? No panties?"

"Spot on, son."

"I thought not, because I can see the shape of your nipples. Can I check?" His tone was pure mischief.

"You mean you won't take your mom's word for it?" I said, mock-severely, then laughed. "Okay, but wait a moment until I've overtaken this truck." That was only about thirty seconds, and I flashed a grin at Ben. "If I lift my ass for a moment, maybe you could slide my skirt up a little?"

"Absolutely!"

I braced myself and lifted my ass from the seat. Ben reached across and my skirt slid up my thighs, almost revealing my pussy, definitely revealing my stocking-tops. I lowered my ass again and smiled at him. "Okay, son, your move."

"Eyes on the road, driver," he said, and then I felt his hand slide between my thighs. I almost came on the spot as I felt his fingers moving over my pussy. He chuckled. "SexySarah is kinda wet."

"Anticipation, honey," I gasped as I felt his fingers slide into me.

"SexySarah is very wet."Like I said, stud, anticipation," I managed to say, as his fingers explored me. He took his fingers from my pussy and raised them to his mouth.

"Absolutely delicious, Mom. I've been so wanting to taste you."

"I want to taste you, too, honey, but hands off for the moment, that's our off-ramp coming up."

"Ten minutes and we're home, then."

"About that, yes, traffic permitting." I paused. "When we get home, Ben?"

"Yes?"

"I'm yours to do with whatever you want, baby. Today, tonight, is about you."

He groaned. "Oh, Mom, I can't wait!"

"Only a little longer, honey. Now hush, SexySarah needs to concentrate."

I didn't even bother putting the car away when we got home. Nor did we take Ben's stuff inside, but I had the presence of mind to lock the car. Once we were indoors, the door closed behind us, I turned to Ben, opening my mouth to speak, but before I could he pulled me into his arms and our lips were locked together in a kiss, a kiss of passion, of promise, of want, a kiss that could only be the first of our kisses as lovers, long, hot, demanding, burning, our tongues dueling, lips mashed together. My senses were reeling when we broke the kiss, our faces inches apart, my lungs heaving to restore my oxygen levels. I managed a smile.

"Wow, Ben, you have missed me!"

"You have no idea, Mom. I think I've had an almost permanent erection since you told me that the idea of me fucking you was exciting."

"Exciting, and making me wet, very wet." I reached out a shaking hand to his, squeezing his fingers. "Bed? Please?"

He grinned. "Bed, yes." Next thing I knew he'd picked me up and was carrying me upstairs. I hung my arms around his neck and smothered his face with kisses.

"Your room?" he said.

"Yes, but until you go back to college it's our room."

"God, Mom, that makes me feel even harder!"

In the bedroom, I thought he'd lay me on the bed but, no, he stood me up. One shoe had fallen off as he carried me upstairs and I kicked the other one off. He smiled, and reached out to flick my hair back off my shoulder.Turn around, SexySarah, turn your back to me."

I obeyed instantly, and had the satisfaction of knowing I'd suspected correctly when I felt his fingers unfasten my halter top and then move to the zip fastener in the small of my back, lowering it to my ass.

"Okay, SexySarah, slide it off." I gave a quick shimmy and the dress fell to my feet. "Oh, yes, SexySarah, you have a beautiful ass. I thought so, on the web-cam picture, but you turned too quickly for me to be sure." I felt his hands on my shoulders, pulling me back against him, and then his hands came around me to cup my breasts, squeezing, molding, caressing. I'd thought my nipples were hard before, but they were like little rocks now. I put my hands over his and pressed them to me, then, somehow, found the strength to lift his hands away from me and turn to face him. Naked, except for my garter belt and stockings, I looked into the eyes of the son I'd brought into the world twenty-one years earlier.

"Get naked," I whispered.

He teased me, doing it slowly, shoes, socks, t-shirt, jeans, then - last - his obscenely tented boxers. I held my breath, my heart pounding, waiting, wanting, to see his cock, a cock I knew to be nicely sized, a cock I'd seen erect, seen come, in fact, but which I wanted to touch, wanted to feel, feel within me. Oh, god! And soon, Ben, soon! He eased the waistband of his boxers down, freeing his erection, and at last I could see him, see the hot, hard reality of his erection. I reached out a trembling hand to it and at last, I could feel it, feel the heat, feel it throb. I looked into Ben's eyes again, holding them, seeing the love there, love that was a reflection of my own. I moved my free hand down, between my legs, spreading my labia.

"Here, Ben," I whispered. "I want it here."

He drew me back into his arms, kissing me, then stooped and picked me up, moving to lay me on the bed. I threw my legs apart, moaning.

"Now!" I said, my voice a hoarse travesty of itself, as Ben moved to kneel between my legs, but he surprised me as he bent and I felt his mouth on me, felt his tongue slide along my slit, once, twice, three times, and I exploded in orgasm, feeling the waves of it crashing through me, lifting me, then casting me over the precipice into darkness, hearing the echoes of my orgasmic scream as I fell.

I could only have been out for a few seconds and as I became aware of my surroundings again, it was to see Ben's face above mine, loving, concerned.

"You okay, Mom?"I managed a shaky smile. "Never better, honey, never better. I think that was another of the most intense orgasms I ever had."

"My turn now," he said, and moved over me. I held my breath, tense, ready, then shuddered as I felt the blunt, broad head of his cock move into me, letting out a gasp as I felt him in me, felt at last what I'd wanted ever since I found out about his fantasy.

"Oh, yes!" I whispered. "Yes! Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard!"

He began to move, to thrust into me, pull back, thrust again, and as he moved my own hips picked up the rhythm, pushing forward to meet his, pulling back, forward again, so that our pubic areas were slapping against each other. His breathing quickened, matching his thrusts, and I found myself matching him. The moment was intense, and the sweat was pooling between us. I felt him tensing as he moved, and he whispered to me.

"Got to come soon, Mom, I can't hold on!"

"Go, baby! Go! Fuck your momma hard, baby!"

Next thing I knew, he was coming, his hips slamming against mine, almost driving me forcibly up the bed, but as hard as he was driving into me, my own hips were slamming my pussy back at him. The intensity wouldn't last, I knew, it couldn't, but, startled, I felt the surge of orgasm hitting me again, and with a triumphant cry I let the climax wash over me, stifling a scream in my throat as we fell together over the edge, and eased slowly, very slowly, into rest again.

Ben was taking his weight on his knees and elbows,, so as not to crush me, and I could feel him twitch now and again in post-climactic tremors, tremors matched in myself, but they died away and our breathing slowed, steadied. I reached up and smoothed Ben's hair away from his eyes. He smiled, and bent to kiss me.

"I love you, Mom."

"I love you, son."

He gazed into my eyes for a long, long moment, then smiled, a smile of love. He dipped his head to kiss me again, quick, light. "SuperSexySarah, that was better than I ever dared to hope, much, much better."

"For me, too, Ben. I've had niggling doubts about whether I should fuck you, but deep down, I knew I wanted it, probably from when I first realized what your fantasy was. Is. The reality was - is - wonderful, honey, truly wonderful. Thank you for making me feel so good."

He grinned, that lopsided, cheeky grin that I loved so much. "My pleasure, ma'am. And thank you, too for letting me love you." A pause. "Mom, did you come again, at the end there?"I nodded. "Yes, I did. Took me a little bit by surprise."

"I thought so. I was scared I was going to come as soon as I put John Thomas into your talented pussy. That's why I used my mouth first, I wanted to make sure you came, too, but I lasted longer than I thought I would."

I stretched up and kissed him. "You were wonderful, honey. You got me off twice to your once. I can live with that," I added, grinning. I grimaced. "Better ease out, honey. We'll have a swim or a shower, or both, in a little while but for the moment I just want to lie here and be held by the man I love."

Ben grinned. "Your wish is my command." He pulled back and sat on his heels. His cock was softening, but was still half-hard and I took a moment to admire it, until Ben spoke. "Mom? Any tissues handy?"

I pointed. "Bedside table."

"Thanks." He gave himself a quick wipe, then wrapped the soiled tissue in another. "What about you, Mom?"

"Pass them here." In a moment I'd given myself a quick wipe, then tossed the tissues to the floor beside the bed. "Come lie beside me, hold me," I said, moving aside slightly to give him room. He came forward, and moments later I was snuggled in his arms. He kissed my ear.

"You are definitely SuperSexySarah, you know?"

"Thanks, baby. I guess that makes you Super-stud then."

He laughed. "Maybe," he said, then gave a gasp. "Oh, shit!

"What's up, honey?" I asked, alarmed.

"I forgot," he said, his tone bitter, "I forgot to ask if we needed to use protection. I forgot to ask if you were on the pill, or using a diaphragm. Oh, fucking stupid, selfish bastard that I am!"

I laughed. "It's okay, honey."

He stared at me. "It's not okay! I put you at risk without checking."

"It is okay, honest."

"How is it okay?""Because we don't need it. No, wait, listen. No, I'm not on the pill, and no, I'm not using a diaphragm. And the reason is because I don't need to. Wait! I'm getting there! I don't need to because when you were about five or six, your dad and I went to see the doctor, to try to find out why I wasn't getting pregnant again, because we wanted a brother or sister for you, but we found out I had developed an ovarian cyst and had to have my ovaries removed. I've never told you before because, well, before today you didn't need to know. So relax, sweetheart, all is well."

He settled again, drawing me close. "I'm so sorry, Mom. You've always been a wonderful mother, I guess another baby or two would have been loved just as much as you love me."

I laughed. "Just not as intimately!"

His chuckle was a tickle against my neck. "I guess not."

"Mind you, son, I want your promise. Before you touch your Aunt Carol or Tina, you check with them first."

"I promise, Mom. One scare like that is enough." He paused. "But I can look forward to fucking them both?"

"You can, son, you most certainly can, and I tell you three times, they're both looking forward to it. A lot."

He nodded, smiling, then bent to kiss me again. "They're for another day, SexySarah. Today, tonight, is for us." He drew me close, hugging me, kissing me again. He smiled into my eyes.

"We'll rest a while, Mom, then it's round two, and this time, it's what you want, okay?"

"Okay, son, but I have the feeling we're both going to want the same thing, your hard cock in my wet pussy!"

He nodded, grinning. "Amen to that, SexySarah!"

We lay back, cuddling, caressing, exchanging the occasional kiss. I mused over the day so far. Yes, as good as I hoped, even better, in fact, and much, much, better than I had feared. Today, tomorrow, were for us, but I knew that Carol and Tina would be hoping for some early action. I laughed to myself. They could wait a little while longer. For the moment, Ben was mine!

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