By later that night we were stuck at the airport with the weather closing in and a number of flights already delayed or cancelled. Mom and I sat in a bar waiting for the call for our flight and the conversation got around to what we would like to do on our holiday. It was probably the booze making me talk without thinking but I confessed to my mother that I hoped to score with some hotties and get laid more than once for the week. My mother had had a few glasses herself and admitted that she wouldn't mind some action as well but that dad would make it impossible to go anywhere without a camera following us.

I knew my mother existed in a political marriage and played the dutiful wife when the situation needed her appearance. It was a few months ago when I overheard her talking to her sister about the effect of political life on her sex life. She described sex with my father as fast food, he'd slap her thigh, grab a breast and then it was just,
      Kiss
     Fuck
     Cum
then he would roll over and go to sleep. She was sure he was fooling around but stuck with him to assist his career.

Just after 10:00 PM they cancelled our flight and advised that it might be a day or two until flights resumed. We collected our bags and joined the queue for a cab. Nearly 15 minutes later we were at the head of the line when a young woman introduced herself as Sandy, she worked in dads office, and was just the perky late 20's type he would have around, then she practically begged us to let her split our cab with her so she could get out of the cold. 

Mom got in the cab while Sandy and I put the bags in the trunk then we dove in and shut the doors on the cold. Sandy didn't say anything when the cab swung away from downtown and headed for the suburbs. The snow was falling much heavier now and the road was getting slick with ice so when the driver dropped us at home he refused to take Sandy back to the city and a hotel. We invited her in and told her she could stay overnight and make arrangements in the morning.

I had got a fire going in the family room and mom had got a pot of coffee done when suddenly the power went out plunging the house into darkness. I fumbled my way into the kitchen and found a torch and some candles giving us some light. With the ladies huddled around the fire I went into the garage (lucky it's attached to the house) and found  our camping gear, a few oil lamps, a gas cooker and a battery radio. The emergency services were asking people to stay indoors and if possible sleep more than one to a bed to conserve body heat. It would be an interesting night.

We were all just sitting quietly when something crashed upstairs so I rushed off to see what damage had been done. A large tree branch had broken off and speared through the shutter and window behind it into the room Sandy was going to sleep in. I managed to cover the hole and keep out most of the cold but all the warm air in the room had already been sucked out and it was now more like an icebox. Mom straight away declared that we were all adults and one night sleeping together was not going to kill us, in fact it might just keep us alive.

Sandy had packed for a hotter climate so had nothing in the way of warm sleepwear. Mom found her a large t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. I hadn't had a chance to really check her out because she was wrapped in a large black coat that hid the rest of her clothes and all I could see were her shapely legs in a pair of black boots that matched her coat and a pair of purple tights. I took the sleepwear up to Sandy and because I knew the house I didn't take a light. Sandy had a lamp with her and from just outside the room I could clearly see her undress. 

The coat was already on the bed and she unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. They were indeed shapely legs and they went all the way up to a nicely rounded arse. She hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her tights and leant way forward as she pulled them down, this gave me an excellent view of the pink thong covering her pussy. Sandy pulled the tights off each leg as she hopped around for balance. Now dressed in her blouse and panties she wrapped the jacket around her and sat on the bed. I waited a minute, and then knocked, before going in with the clothes.

She must not have known I'd been outside before because she didn't fully close the door when I went out. I walked normally to the stairs, even bumping the wall, then tiptoed back to check her out some more. Her blouse was off and her bra didn't match her panties. She pulled her arms out of the straps but didn't undo the bra and she had her back to the door so I couldn't see her breasts. She slipped the t-shirt over her head then pulled the bra out from underneath. I got another good look at her arse as she pulled on the sweat pants and while she packed her clothes into her bag I went back down stairs.

Mom had changed herself and having checked out Sandy I now looked at my mother in a different way. She was only 42, had had twins but had kept her body in good shape. The firelight set of the highlights in her hair and gave her exposed skin a golden glow. She was wearing a long-T and I gave her legs the same once over as I had given Sandy's. I know she had a boob job about 18 months ago because my dumb sister only heard part of a phone call and thought mom was having surgery on her breasts due to cancer, made such a fuss mom told us the real story. It was going to be a tough nights sleep. I set more wood on the fire and closed off all the doors into the room to conserve the heat. I'd come down through the night and check on it again. At least we would have one warm room tomorrow.

My parents have a king size bed (so they don't get too close) so three adults was not really a crowd. Mom had the right side, I had the left and Sandy was in between. It was now past midnight so everyone fell asleep pretty quickly. I woke a few hours later because it was getting warm in the bed. I took the opportunity to go and check on the fire and while it had burned down it had not gone out and had made the room hot and stuffy. I added some more wood and headed back to bed.

Normally I sleep in just boxer shorts so the long pyjama pants chafed my legs. As the bed was now warm I took a moment to change before sliding in trying not to disturb anyone. Facing away from Sandy I wriggled about to get comfortable again when my leg touched hers and felt bare skin as well. I was not sure if she had taken the sweats off  earlier or when I had got out. I casually draped my arm over my body pretending to scratch the back of my leg and then I let my hand slide into contact with Sandy’s leg. She was facing away from me so I was able to run my hand up her leg until I felt the curve of her butt. Then with just a fingertip I traced a line across her arse until I met the line of fabric that was her thong. Having some second thoughts I moved my hand away before I went too far.

Sandy was obviously not asleep because she rolled over to face my back and then her hand made its way down my chest, across my abs and into my crotch. My cock was semi hard and sprang to attention the moment Sandy’s hand wrapped around it. She applied a little pressure and made slow strokes and just as I was getting the feel of her actions when her hand pulled away. I didn't want to move and scare her off but I need not have worried because I felt her hand move back into my shorts, Sandy had licked her palm to give her hand some lubrication.

She was giving me a sensational hand job, stroking, squeezing, twisting and scratching my cock till it was about to burst. Sandy worked my cock with slow, firm strokes then stopped at the head to apply pressure and force out some pre-cum. This she smeared over my cock head with swirling finger movements then back to the stroking. Her fingernails scratched at my ball sack at the bottom of each stroke. My breathing and heartbeat pounded in my ears like manic drumming, I was sure it must have woken my mother.

I took Sandy’s hand off my cock and sliding from under the covers I went to the en-suite and sat on the toilet and took some deep breaths to compose myself. I didn't want to just waste a load of cum with a hand job so I decided to go back and take Sandy downstairs in front of the fire and fuck her like there was no tomorrow. As I stood up my cock poked from the opening in my boxers and it was so hard it hurt when I moved. I had taken maybe one step when Sandy walked in and in one motion the t-shirt was over her head and flung onto the floor.

Even with the minimal light from outside I could make out her firm, curvy, athletic body topped by high round breasts with dark aureoles surrounding her erect nipples. No words were exchanged as she just dropped to her knees and gobbled my cock like a hot sausage. She sucked on me like a piece of candy, pushing my cock deep down her throat once, and we both moaned loudly. Sandy was over enthusiastically jerking my cock with one hand, while she kneaded and rolled my balls with the other. It was really turning her on. Sandy next took my cock into both hands and dropped her salivating lips over it. I had my hand entangled in her hair as she bobbed her head; her hot lips encircling my cock as the head repeatedly disappeared into her mouth. I could feel her tongue stimulating my cock, even as she bobbed up and down on it. She was some cocksucker. Still I didn't want to waste all this pent up lust so I again removed Sandy from my cock.

I stood her up then crushed her against the wall covering her with my muscular body. Sandy didn't try to break away. She clung to me, pulling me close with a hand behind my neck. I grabbed a handful of breast, tight enough to leave finger marks, then I dropped my other hand to her crotch, waiting for a reaction, but there was none. We kissed deep and lustily, my mouth covering as much of her face as I could and my tongue as far down her throat as it would go, sparring with hers as we explored each others mouth, meanwhile I slid my hand up between her legs. I massaged her
pussy through the silk material of her thong panties with the knuckle of my middle finger digging in between the folds as the thumb caressed her clit.

Now Sandy’s breathing was sounding ragged through her nose, pushing herself off the wall as I manipulated her rapidly soaking pussy through the material of her panties. I was now certain that Sandy was as wound up as I was and ready for the next level of sexual satisfaction. One finger pushed aside the panty material and probed for the opening, finding it and spearing in, it was the joined by a second and the two thrust dagger like into her. Sandy was now begging to be fucked and neither of us were quiet about it. I jabbed her a few more times before turning her around.

She assumed the position over the toilet, placing both hands on the cistern and sticking her butt towards me. I deliberately jerked the thong up and across her arse making her stand on tiptoes to prevent the material sawing her in half. Gripping my cock I pushed the head between the folds of her pussy lips and guided it up and down her slit, which was generating real heat, and dripping fluid down her leg. With my cock head now covered in pussy juice I popped it into her vaginal opening and overcome with lust I was not gentle as I ripped the full length of my cock into her pussy with one thrust. I moaned and she screamed as I slid inside her steamy mound. My hips lifted her off the floor as her ass cheeks were squashed flat by my effort to push even more cock inside her. Sandy softly whimpered but still pushed back
against me for the next assault. I could not believe how tight a fuck she was, I could feel every movement she made. I began fucking her slowly, savouring ever little inch of her hot pussy. She was quick to respond and very loud, lucky there was a storm to cover the noise.

The sound of our fucking (it wasn't lovemaking) echoed in the tiny, tiled bathroom. Each thrust made a satisfactory sound as I slapped against Sandy's rounded ass. The noise of her grunting and my groaning made a continuous sound mix. The wind rattled the windows and I felt the cold caress of breeze across our bodies. Sandy was becoming extra hyped as she frigged her clit and encouraged me to "keep on fucking". My ball sack was as tight as a drum and was burning like hell. I clenched my muscles and tried to hold off shooting my load. I knew we were loud and I suspected my mom was getting off by what she was hearing. Oddly that thought drove me on harder.

Now Sandy was moaning, bucking, thrashing and trying to force her pussy hard against me to get as much of me as she could. I could tell that Sandy wanted as much as my cock as I could shove in her and I wanted badly to feel my semen squirting inside her hot box. I reached around Sandy and started twisting her nipples as she rode me hard. This just caused her to fuck harder, thrashing and screaming and telling me not to stop. But it was no use; Sandy was just too hot and too tight. I slapped her arse like a jockey on a winner until my cock began exploding into the deep wet darkness of her over heated pussy. She clenched her vaginal muscles around my cock. I could feel it gripping like a hand, forcing out every last drop of semen.

Totally spent I slumped to the floor but Sandy was still willing for more. As soon as I had pulled out she immediately turned around and took me into her mouth one final time. She sucked hungrily on my slippery cock, once more forcing as much length as she could down her throat and again I moaned loudly. Sandy seemed to know this was the last time and pulled my cock out of her mouth. She pursed her lips and kissed the head once more, then jerked it towards her waiting tongue, taking the final glob of cum off the tip.

Sandy stood and adjusted her panties into a more comfortable position and offered me a hand to stand as well, even though my legs were a little rubbery. I tucked my cock back in my boxers and the two of us slid back into bed, certainly raising the temperature under the covers. Shared body heat is good if you stoke the fire.

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The next time I woke up it was still dark, still snowing and still blowing a gale. I looked at my watch and it was just past 7:00 AM. Mom was already out of bed but Sandy was sleeping contentedly, wrapped tightly in the doona so I made my way down stairs to check on the fire. I cleaned out the ashes and topped it with some new wood then went through into the kitchen. Mom was bundled up in a towelling rode and she smelled nice. She had used the BBQ in the garage to boil a large pot of water and then given herself a sponge bath. Now she was cooking some bacon and eggs as well as a pot of coffee.

I told her I had stoked the fire and she replied with a witty remark about it not being the only thing I had stoked during the night. As she walked past me, heading to the fridge, she grabbed my "goodies" for the briefest of moments. I gasped but she just laughed and went right on fixing breakfast. Sandy wandered in soon after attracted by the smell of cooking food. My mother was as subtle as an axe when she asked Sandy if she wanted toast, eggs and bacon or did she prefer sausage with her coffee. Sandy spluttered to cover a laugh and then asked about a shower. I explained about
the hot water in the garage and that she could have a wash in the laundry room.

After breakfast it was my turn for a wash, as I smelt decidedly smoky. Mom and Sandy were around the fire reading some magazines and listening to the radio. Already it was being classified as a once in a hundred year storm and that many parts of the city could be without power for a few more days. Also the local phone services, both land line and mobiles, were either not working or were overloaded by calls. Sandy had finally gotten through to a cab company but they would not come out in this weather so she was stuck with us for a while longer.

I was naked, standing in a large plastic tub, in the middle of the laundry washing myself off with a washcloth soaked in the hot water from the pot next to me. My face and hair were covered in soap when I felt a draft of cold air across my wet body. Quickly wiping away the soap I saw my mother standing in the doorway with a towel in hand and eyes firmly locked on my crotch area. She just made a comment about warming the towel by the fire and handed it to me and left.

This became a pattern for the rest of the day, every time I went off alone to check or get something my mother would appear shortly afterwards and the conversation always had a share of double-entendres. Sandy also tried to get me alone and I was getting frustrated at all the attention but little action. Late in the day I was able to go to the toilet in peace and as I came back I could just make out the end of a conversation between the two women but when I walked in to the family room they were silent but had dangerous smirks on their faces. This didn't look good to me.

After our evening meal we were sitting around waiting to go to bed but no one was tired, then my mother suggested we play cards for a while. We went through the kitchen cupboards to find something to use as chips and finally settled on coffee beans. Each of us counted out 200 beans, cracked open a bottle of wine and started playing. The beans moved around the table then Sandy had a good run and took beans from both of us. Now mom and I were fighting over the next pot but I had her covered for beans, she wanted to raise but didn't have enough to cover the bet so she turned to Sandy for a loan. Sandy was reluctant to part with any beans unless mom put up a guarantee to which mom replied that if she lost the hand then Sandy could fuck me again tonight, in the bed, and she would wait downstairs.

Sandy parted with the beans but I lost the hand. The next dozen or so hands were played in silence and mom was again short against me and she turned to Sandy for another loan with the same guarantee but Sandy was not interested in a loan on those terms and then suggested a different option, mom's t-shirt for twenty beans and Sandy held onto the t-shirt until we finished playing so mom could not sell it again later. This caused much debate around the table but mom finally agreed and I again lost the hand because her pair beat my pair. It was tough to focus on the cards with my
mother semi-naked across the table, her tits jiggling with each movement and her nipples like pencil erasers pointed at my eyes.

A second bottle of wine was opened and again the beans moved around the table, I was now comfortable with my mother’s nakedness. Mom was next for a run of good hands and soon I was down to a handful of beans against Sandy and turned to my mother for a loan and her asking price was 10 beans a kiss so I agreed and walked around he table to kiss her on the cheek or maybe even on the lips. It must have been the wine because as soon as I puckered up mom put her hands in front of her face and said not there down a little lower. I moved to her neck and she again said lower, I
looked her in the eye and the slightest nod of the head confirmed my suspicions so I kissed her on each breast and then went to sit down, Sandy objected to the quality of my kisses and wanted a do over. 

Sandy wanted me to give my mothers breasts the same kisses as I had given hers last night. Mom agreed so I went back and took one stiff nipple in my fingers while sucking hard enough on the other to leave a hickey. I heard the intake of breath from my mother as I rolled one nipple with my tongue and tweaked the other with my fingers. Then I swapped breasts and repeated my actions. Sandy was giving me little handclaps and giggled as my mother blushed in the firelight. I sat down and Sandy flicked me 5 beans for the show and a few minutes later mom regained her composure
and pushed 20 beans my way.

Another hour of playing and another bottle of wine drunk I had gained Sandy’s t-shirt but lost my t and my boxers. Actually I had to play 5 hands standing completely naked so the women could look at me the way I was looking at their breasts. My luck changed after that and the beans rolled my way until mom and Sandy were in a face off and both wanted a loan to continue. Mom offered me her panties, Sandy offered a blowjob, mom came back with a huge raise in stakes, I could fuck her, and Sandy not to be outdone offered me her virgin arse.

THIS is high stakes poker, but if there is once constant in the hetro-sexual universe it is that a man will pass on sex with one woman when he can watch two hot women doing it to each other. That was the offer, mom and Sandy in a little girl on girl action and the beans went to the first to bring the other to an orgasm.

Sandy was agreeable to the bet but wanted to go and freshen up first, mom hesitated at first but then accepted. She too wanted to freshen up so while the ladies went away I cleared a space in front of the fire place and threw a quilt over the floor for them to lay on and got myself a prime position. Two minutes later they were back, mom had put on a pair of bright red, satin and lace bikini briefs which blended with the firelight reflecting off her skin. She had also come armed with a purple jackrabbit vibrator. Sandy had put on a white, stretch, lycra thong. She also had plastic bag of toys with her, a long black penis like vibrator and a two-foot long flesh toned double headed dildo. This was going to be battle worthy of the WWE divas.

Let the contest begin .....................................

Mom started the action by moving slowly towards a standing Sandy. Sandy stood with her arms by her side and legs lightly apart. Moms eye’s roamed over Sandy’s bare chest looking for the appropriate starting point. Sandy’s nipples stood out, hard as could be, pointed at mom as if daring her to suck them. Mom commented that Sandy’s tits were so beautiful as both her hands grabbed Sandy’s breasts and kneaded them. Her thumb rolling across the nipples sending ripples of pleasure through Sandy’s body. Mom moved in close, rubbed her tits on Sandy’s and tilting her head forward started kissing Sandy on the mouth.

Mom’s hands slid down Sandy’s body and then grabbed her arse and pulled her pelvis into her. Sandy responded in kind and the two women were as one, lips locked, breast squashed against breast, hip bone to hip bone and each with a leg slightly between the others putting pressure on their pubic regions with light movements of their thighs. Mom manoeuvred a hand between them and her fingers found Sandy’s sticky wet cunt and slipped a couple of fingers inside causing Sandy to give out a muffled moan. Breaking their kiss, mom asked if she liked that? The glazed eye look on Sandy’s face told the story.

Mom slid her fingers out and put one of them in Sandy’s mouth letting Sandy taste herself before mom licked the other finger clean. Her comments made me wish I had tasted Sandy last night. “Wow, you taste so good” “You’ve got such a tasty, hot pussy" and "I am going to tongue you forever.”  This just made my cock a whole level harder than it had been.

Both women found that their nipples were very sensitive so they were in as constant a state of arousal as my cock. Mom took Sandy's quivering hand and gently placed it on her breast urging Sandy to caress them. Sandy seemed surprised by this forward move but could not take her hand off mom's soft flesh. She became bolder as she tried to calm the trembling fingers that she ran over mom's breasts, tracing the curves. Sandy licked a finger and glided it over the skin on the nipple coaxing it to stand up proud. Mom ran one hand through Sandy's hair and to the back of her head, slowly pulling her face down to the warm skin of her breast, her intentions perfectly clear. Sandy's mouth opened invitingly to welcome the soft skin of moms breast into her mouth. She started out licking the upper part of her breast, holding it in her hand as if testing the weight. Mom's breast must have felt heavy in her hand as she juggled it a few times. Sandy applied some light pressure as her mouth left a trail of saliva across mom's breast tracking its way to the nipple. Mom hugged Sandy tight as she felt Sandy’s tongue explore her fleshy, melon like mound.

Then both women lay down in the most sensual of ways. Every hand was in motion as each explored the unfamiliar territory it found before it. Soon the panties were tossed in my direction as the women went back to kissing each other. They had only been at it a few minutes but already their panties contained the aroma of sex, which I sniffed deeply. Being from a slightly older generation it didn't surprised me that my mother had a hairy pussy, and I was fascinated watching Sandy's fingers disappear in the carpet of brownish fur that hid my place of birth. Sandy was from a different time and while her hair was more a natural blond it was very light and thin, shaped in an elongated triangle that left her lips clear. And what lips she did have, they were extremely puffy and looked like they were in a higher state of sexual excitement, moisture glistening in the firelight and as well her clit was clearly visible at the top of her slit.

Sandy took the advantage of having fingers in my mother’s pussy to flip her onto her back and she dove in with her tongue ready for action. Mom's back arched off the floor as soon as Sandy’s tongue flicked her clit. I would never know how many women they may have had previously but clearly Sandy knew what she was doing. She really went to work on my mother now, licking her slit with long strokes from her arse hole to vagina and then several short flicks every now and then flush on the clit. Sandy had my mother twisting and moaning as she kept forcing her towards her tongue.

Sandy stuck two fingers in mom while she bit on her clit and now mom was actually screaming. I knew it wasn’t going to take much longer before mom erupted. Well I was spot on because Sandy then took a finger to mom's clit and started flicking it harder; she started convulsing in a mind-blowing orgasm. Mom’s back was so high enough off the floor that you could have crawled under, supported only by her feet, hands and head. It took about 4 or 5 minutes until she calmed down and her body stopped shuddering from the finally released sexual tension.

I joked about cards being back on to break the sexually charged atmosphere that now covered the room. My mom reached up and grabbed my cock and screamed for me to fuck her. I knelt beside her attempting to feed my cock into her mouth to get it lubricated but she slapped it away and told me to fill her other hole and do it fast. I glanced a Sandy and she looked like the cat that got the cream and waved me in. My mother was in no mood for foreplay and her legs locked behind my back as soon as I lay on her. Her pussy was wet enough for both of us and she was so ready to be
penetrated that once I was in I went deep.

I lined myself up on top of her, and forced the head of my cock between her wet cuntlips "Oh, lord. Wow, son, push it all the way in there!" Mom's voice just went higher, as her fingers dug into my back. I pushed with hardly any effort and then I had her fully speared on my erect cock. She was loving it, eyes closed and lips pulled back from her teeth.  I pumped myself into her giving her as much as I had Sandy last night. Her response to my pistoning action only served to excite me more, as I pounded into her with all of my weight.

My mother only weighs in at 120 - 130 pounds so she was easy for me to lift and Sandy guessed my intention because as I lifted moms arse off the floor and slid a cushion in under her butt. Now in this position I could hold moms legs up in a V formation, on my knees I could drive my cock in deep and slap against her arse at the same time. From this position it was easy to tell mom had had a boob job because they sat like half globes on her chest wobbling from side to side but not collapsing flat. I was giving her everything I had to offer and more, and she loved every second of it, this was definitely one of the best fucks I had ever had.

Shaking the sweat from my eyes I noticed that Sandy was not feeling left out and had several inches of the black vibrator jammed into her own pussy, matching me stroke for stroke. From this angle I was enjoying watching my cock pump slowly in and out between moms swollen pink lips. As I pushed deep, I flattened against her hard hip joints and then withdrew almost completely, leaving just the head in. Then I switched to pistoning in and out of mom's pussy at a frantic rate. Slowed it down, sped it up, this was one fine piece and I was going to ride it forever.

I let her ankles rest on my shoulders while I reached forward and started kneading her tits as I fucked her. Mom was moaning, bucking, and thrashing and trying to push her pussy hard against me to get as much of me as she could. She wasn't as tight as Sandy, but she more than made up for it in style, flexing her body to meet each trust for maximum contact. Mom sighed like a contented kitten; happy to simply feel my pulsing penis filling a spot, which she had never hoped to be filled again. This was what she wanted all along, what her pussy was made for. Each new move brought a
little scream from her lips.

I grabbed her right leg and held it in the air, twisting her body, so her pussy was in just the right position to take another pounding but at the same time stimulating her beyond belief. She whimpered in short gasps, her head was thrown back, eyes closed tight, tears running down her cheeks and mouth open to help her breath. She put a hand on the floor to keep her balance. The slurping sound of my cock sliding into her pussy was the most erotic of rhythms.

I never really had any fantasies about fucking my mother so I felt no hang-ups about doing it now but none of my dreams or fantasies ever came close to the reality of this. As I continued to fuck my cock hard and deep into mom's pussy I began to lap and lick over her breasts, occasionally flicking one of her stiff and swollen nipples, causing her to jump and cry out even more. Then I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked hard, gripping it with my teeth and stretching it like an elastic band, her body arched and she screamed loudly, then her body crashed back to the floor in a series of shudders and shakes that threatened to toss me from her body.

I don't know where the control came from but I was able to hold on for the longest time without shooting my load. Mom had passed through several orgasms and was now barely reacting to my continued fucking. Our bodies were sweat soaked, hair plastered across our faces. Sandy was also spent, lying beside us with the vibrator still lodged in her pussy, eyes closed and breathing a little ragged. Looking at these two well fucked women started my balls churning and I felt the familiar pressure on an impending climax, now I was torn between filling my mothers pussy up with cum or
spraying it over the two of them. Being my first time with my mother I decided to give her the lot, Sandy had hers last night. That was all it took, I shot my cum deep into her pussy, and it kept cumming, and she shuddered again as I kept forcing my cock in, then we were kissing again, hot, long and passionate.

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I woke next morning naked of the floor in front of the fire, my hand cupping one of mom’s breasts and my hardening cock nestled in her butt crack. Moms arse pushed back to get a better feel and caused my cock to rise quicker. Her own hand covered mine and held it in place and all I could do was use my thumb to flick her erect nipple. Her eyes were still closed and I could hear her gently purring in her throat.

I assume Sandy had turned off the lamps, blown out the candles and covered us all with a blanket during the night so I was able to get mom warmed up without Sandy noticing us. Mom moved her hand behind her and found my cock and gently jerked it and rubbed it against her arse. While I was kissing her neck, I ran my hand down her smooth belly till I felt her lower hairline. Then the phone rang. It shocked all of us and mom ran naked into the kitchen to answer it. The sound had woken Sandy from a dead sleep and when she spied my erect cock, as I lay on the floor looking the other
way, she rolled over and locked her lips around it before I even knew she had moved.

This time it was light enough to see Sandy as she worked my cock with her mouth, pulling my cock out and licking the head and leaving gooey saliva streamers that ran over her chin. She made a popping sound whenever she pulled my cock from her mouth and in no time my cock was slick with her spit. Sandy swung her leg over me and by propping my head on a cushion I was able to watch my cock slide into her pussy, slow and steady until she was squatting in my pubic hair.

My mother walked back in, still talking on the phone, and just shook her head when she saw her place had been taken. She was talking to my father and sat naked on the sofa talking away while Sandy and I fucked on the floor. Her tone became more agitated as she talked to my father until she stabbed her finger on the end button to finish the conversation. She stalked away into the kitchen muttering expletives about my father under her breath. Now that the phone was gone Sandy and I got really into it. Her constant squatting motion was crushing my loins but it felt so good.

Mom came back in and she looked a little flushed from her talk with dad. Mom told us that a car was being sent over to collect Sandy, as she was needed by my father while mom and I were being left to fend for ourselves. Then my mother under went a change of attitude towards Sandy that she had not shown for the past few days. She walked over to Sandy and pushed her down flat so her boobs were flush against my chest, then she got her vibrator off the sofa and got behind Sandy.

Mom told me to hang on so I wrapped Sandy in my arms as Mom began probing Sandy's arsehole with her jackrabbit. With my cock hard in her pussy I could feel the vibrations and pressure as the vibrator inched its way in and the sensation on my cock was awesome. Sandy wiggled her butt a little to ease entry and soon mom had the plastic phallus where she wanted it. I suppose this counts as a DP and I tried to match my movements with that of my mother. Any misgivings Sandy may of had about being double teamed quickly faded as mom and I got into a steady groove of alternating in and out motions.

Now that Sandy was enjoying the treatment I loosened my grip on her back and took a breast in each hand, rolling and moulding them while also giving attention to he fingertip size nipples. I was able to get them into my mouth and nibble and suck on them while downstairs was still pumping away. Sandy yelped as mom swatted a butt cheek but the look on her face was more pleasure than pain. My hips were lifting Sandy off the floor and making it difficult for mom to maintain a regular pattern of attack as Sandy was sitting more erect, so she changed her position.

Mom moved around and lowered herself onto me and began to fuck my face. My tongue went straight to work worming its way into the fleshy folds of her sex and searched for her clit. My hands were supporting her butt to avoid being smothered and sexed to death while my fingers played with her arse hole. Sandy had a hand behind her and was gently scratching my balls while flexing her pussy to hump my cock. Next I felt a vibration at the base of my cock, it was mom applying the vibrator to Sandy’s clit and my cock got in the way on the up stroke.

I was going crazy not being able to see what the women were doing and with the pressure once again building in my balls I lifted mom off and screamed out I was about to cum. Mom lifted Sandy off my cock and dropped her mouth over it just as I was about to shoot. The first spray hit the back of her throat, then the second painted her face with white eyeliner, now she sucked and pumped until I was totally dry. As I slumped back to the floor mom leant over and kissed Sandy, dribbling cum onto her tongue, it was hot to watch but my cock had to admit defeat and slowly deflated from a rigid pole to a slimy slug.

Mom then told Sandy a car was coming for her and she would be on the way out of state within the hour. The two of them went off and left me on the floor recovering. Soon they were back, washed and dressed, Sandy with her bags in her hand. I put on something warm as a car pulled into the drive, then there was a knock at the door and a large security guy was standing in the snow. It was odd because he had bags of groceries that he handed to mom before taking Sandy’s bags. Off they when into the snow leaving mom and I alone in the house for another week. By the time the weather cleared and we were no longer snowed in my balls were whited out and I thought I might never again produce of drop of cum.

It was all going well until just after one in the morning when the phone rang. The sergeant said he’d just remembered that the man in cell 3 should have sobered up by now and needed to have his fingerprints and picture done.  I went to check and he was sat on the bench. I opened the door and told him  what we needed to do. He agreed and smiled openly.

 

He followed me to the fingerprint machine, he was about the same height as me, 5’6” and slim. Being African he had short black hair and quite a friendly face. “What time is it?” he asked in a broad accent “About quarter past one” I replied. “Oh my gosh! I have been here for a long time” I glanced at the main board where the detainees' details are written. “Yes since four in the afternoon” He laughed “I was very drunk” I chuckled and said “You must have been to take so long to sober up.” He just laughed the usual loud African way and shook his head “Too much whisky” and held his hand to his mouth as if drinking from a glass.

 

As I began to take his finger prints I noticed that his fingers were very thick and their ends were unusually wide with big flat broad nails. They were so wide that often I couldn’t roll them and get the prints completely in the box. It took several goes on his middle fingers. He laughed “Thick fingers tell the girls I have a big dick” I laughed with him and eventually got his set done. Then after his picture I put him back in his cell. As I closed the door he asked “What will happen to me now?” I checked the board and said “you will be spoken to in the morning and then we will decide” he nodded and went to lie on his bed.

 

Within minutes he rang his buzzer. I opened the hatch in his door and he said “If I am to be here until the morning can I have a wash or maybe a bath?” It was a quiet night and so I said "There is a shower but I will have to check with the sergeant." I then went to the phone and called the sergeant and he agreed but told me to take him to the shower and get the large paper towels for him to dry off with.

 

I took him out of the cell and down the corridor. At the end was the small shower room which was in fact a shower cubicle with a fixed shelf in it. I gave him the sachets of shampoo and soap and told him I would bring the towels. He thanked me and began to get undressed. I went to the store cupboard and got a pile of large square paper towels. Like giant hankies, for him.

 

I returned to the cubicle door and called through it “The towels are outside for you” The door swung open and he pointed to the shelf and said “Please put them there” I looked at him. He was naked. His clothes on a pile on the floor outside the shower tray.

 

In a split second I had looked him all over. The water ran over his taught black skin which was stretched over small but defined muscles. His shoulders were rounded and his stomach flat. He had strong almost hairless legs and then I registered his cock. It hanged there limp and about 6 inches long. He was circumcised and his purple/brown helmet was large. The phrase “Baby’s arm holding an orange” sprang to mind.

 

I tried to make it appear as if I hadn’t noticed when he said “See what I mean about having  thick fingers?” he joked. I took this as an invite to look again and momentarily stared at his cock. “Yes I do” I replied jokingly. “The girls love it, I am a very lucky man” I nodded “Yes, you certainly are”

 

I looked again and saw it was starting to harden and raise its ugly head. “It is quick to react which is also good” he said standing unashamedly in front of me as his cock rose, getting harder and harder. I felt frozen to the spot as I watched it grow. It ended up at a 45degree angle to his stomach and pointing directly at me. At a guess it was a good 10 inches long and thick. He was huge.

 

“See how quick I am to be ready?” he asked. “It is like blowing up a balloon” I just nodded. His bell end was taught and seemed darker. It shone and his whole length pulsed. “You like looking at it” he said “It’s hard not to” I stuttered. “Everyone says that” he replied proudly.

 

“Perhaps you want to touch it.” It gave a mighty pulse and bobbed upwards. I could feel my face flush and I felt like I was overheating. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears and thought they must be burning red. The sight of this perfect cock on such a slim fit man was turning me on in a way I’d never felt before. “Go ahead if you want” he said and I felt myself move towards him.

 

I reached out and wrapped my hand around it. I couldn’t close my fingers it was that thick. He groaned as I took hold. “You have a strong grip” he smiled. I held onto it and squeezed slightly feeling the hardness within and the strong throb which opened my fingers slightly. Absent mindedly I began to stroke him and felt the skin slide up and down the ribbed bone inside. He looked into my eyes and said “Good isn’t it” I gulped “Fantastic”

 

As he stood there I began to stroke the whole length and listened as his breathing increased. “ You are good at this” he grunted. “I’ve been practising” I replied beginning to relax and savour the experience. I moved in closer to him as he stepped out of the shower and turned my grip so that my palm ran along the underside and began to stroke him firmly. “Oh yes that is good” he acknowledged.

 

After a few minutes I stepped back and looked down at it. It seemed bigger and an overwhelming urge dropped me to my knees. Then without thinking I sank my mouth over the end and tried to take as much in as possible. When it hit the back of my throat I still had 7 inches spare to rub with my hand. “Now you will make me cum” he said and I just nodded. I set about sucking and stroking him and he placed his hands on the back of my head to help me time my stokes.

 

His cock slid in and out of my mouth, my saliva poured out onto the floor as I fought to suck as much as I could into my hungry mouth his shaft hardened in my fingers and I felt the hot saltiness erupt in my mouth. “Oh yes” he grunted as he filled and overfilled my mouth, I tried to swallow but the tide was too strong. I yanked at him and pulled every drop out before letting it go. Then wiping my mouth I stood up. My legs were shaking and felt weak. The floor was awash with saliva, spunk and hot water off his body. “That was one of the best ever” he applauded. I smiled meekly. He stepped back into the water and I stepped out of the cubicle without a word.

 

He soon finished his shower and I put him back in his cell without saying anything. I walked back into the main custody room to see the sergeant sat at the desk looking down beneath the wooden surface. Panic flooded over me. “Impressive show” he said “CCTV is a wonderful thing” As soon as I’d seen him I remembered the whole place except one or two areas was covered by CCTV and displayed on a bank of monitors beneath the desk.

 

I wanted the ground to swallow me up, no escape, total humiliation, the gossips would have a field day, and my career was over. He stood up and walked over to me “I think we need to have a chat, follow me”

 

He led me to the doctor’s room, one of the few places not covered by the cameras and where the most severe telling offs were done. I stepped in, he closed the door behind me. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he demanded “Giving a prisoner a blow job in the shower in the fucking nick, on CCTV with it all recorded, are you out of your fucking mind? Where the fuck do you think that puts me?” I waited quietly for him to finis, head down. Then I noticed it. He had a hard on. I could clearly see the diagonal outline of a hard cock under his dark trousers. I looked up at him. He paused mid flow “WHAT?” he shouted. I just looked at his groin. “Oh you want some more do you, you really take the biscuit.” He paused as if I had an answer. Then he reached for his zip “Go on then do your best” and pulled his flies down. He reached inside and scooped his cock out. It was average to say the least. I looked at it and thought of the big black monster I had just tamed and looked him in the eye. “I’m not sucking that” I said defiantly. I pulled down my zip, undid my trousers and pushed them to the floor. “You can fuck me instead.” Turning away from him I reached around and pulled my knickers to one side . Bending over the examination bench I gave him a full view of my wet, inflamed pussy and said “Come on do it” He moved behind me and grabbed my waist. With one hand directed his cock to my eager cunt. Within a flash he was inside me and I felt the filling of his cock. He began to thrust at me driving himself home as hard as he could as I pushed back. Within seconds he started to cum, the hot blasts hitting my inner walls. I reached below me and rubbed frantically at my clit trying to get off before he pulled out and only just managing to achieve a small trembler of an orgasm.

 

He pulled out and I turned to see him pull the wetness of his cock with his hand as if ringing out a flannel. He looked me in the eye and said “Don’t you ever cheat on me again, now get that CCTV tape or we’re both fucked” I complied, he was my fiancé after all.

     "I bought several pairs as I'm not sure
     which style and colour you prefer.
     I'll be thinking of you wearing each pair.
     I hope you'll be thinking of me as well
     while you're wearing them.
     
     PS the black pair will look great with
     your birthday outfit."

My wife slowly unwrapped the parcel and opening the carboard box inside tipped out the contents to reveal that our son had bought his mother several assorted G-strings. The styles, colours and materials were all different and using her finger to seperate them my wife extracted a pair that was high cut, black stretch lycra and lace.

My wife and I were quietly shocked and surprised that our son would buy something as intimate as lingerie. He had never showed any signs of extra attraction towards his mother and he had always had girlfriends. My wife put the underwear back in the box and laughed it off as a joke present. Our son tried ringing on Mothers Day but his phone kept cutting out and we finally got an email in which he asked about his present arriving and that he was heading off in to the mountains for the next two weeks hiking so would be out of contact till then.

We talked and laughed about the present over dinner. Jokes were made and comments passed and I could feel a sexual vibe rising as we discussed relationships within families and older women / younger men. We went to bed that night and snuggled but no sex as my wife was still disturbed by the present and the message on the card.
I didn't push it and by Tuesday I had let the whole thing slide making no reference to the panties at all. My wife in the mean time had been quiet and distracted as if still deep in thought over the subject.

Wednesday night I arrived home from work and called to my wife as I entered the door. She called back from the kitchen for me to grab a shower as everything would be ready shortly. I assumed she was meaning dinner but was I going to be surprised by what was on the menu. I went to our room and undressed and then to the bathroom for a quick triple S , shower,shampoo and a shave. I walked back into our room with a towel around my lower half and another in my hands drying off my hair. With the towel in my hands and across my face I didn't see the bed until I stopped right next to it.

Laying on the bed surrounded by a number of pillows was my semi-naked wife in her birthday suit. She had added suspenders and stockings to the black g-string, our son had suggested she wear, from the box. The panties were extremely hi-cut with the elastic waist band reaching nearly to her navel but this just made the V of her legs and pussy look longer and deeper as well as highly erotic. My wife had her hair done as well as applied make up and the final touch was a black ribbon around her throat. All this against her pale skin was a vision of sensual delight. I felt an immediate jump by my penis as it pushed against the towel growing firmer by the second.

My towel hit the floor releasing my inflating penis so it sprung free to stand at attention. My wife rolled onto her side and her hand gripped my penis firmly as she gently tugged me closer to the bed.

"Do you like what Mummy has to offer?" she purred in a soft sexy voice

I only nodded as her lips surrounded the head of my penis with a sensual kiss. It was several seconds before my brain registered the word "Mummy". She fed my penis into her mouth working the shaft with her hand as her tongue rolled around the head. My knees became weak and I had to put my hand against the wall to stop me falling. The sights and sensations I was feeling were nearly overpowering. By now my penis was harder than it had been in ages, almost painful in the way it had stretched to its limit.

She let my penis slip from her grasp as she rolled over to show off her backside. The view from this side was no less exciting, as the thin strip of material circling her waist curved away into the crack of her arse.

"Do you like Mummys arse? Do you want to kiss it .... or fuck it?" again she spoke in a low breathless voice.

I climbed on the bed and began lavishly applying kisses to her arse. I took large bites of her supple flesh and sucked deeply to leave a trail of hickies across her butt as I worked my tongue to her highly prized arse hole.
She had let me finger her arse but never fuck it and now she was asking for it to be done. Again she squirmed on the bed and bought her front side back into play. Her nipples were puffy pink spotches of colour on her pale skin and they now stood proudly atop her breasts.

I worked one nipple in my mouth while my hand manipulated the other all the time my wife was giving me directions on how she wanted to be handled. Squeeze this, bite that, pull, tug, roll were all instructions on how to work her breasts to their peak of sexual satisfaction. Now she put her hands on the back of my head and moved it slowly down her body. I kissed my way from nipple to navel where I met the band of her panties.

The material was so soft and sheer it fitted my wife like a second skin. My hand wandered ahead to her pussy and gently massaged her mound through the material. My wife spread her legs to enable full access to her most inviting of regions. My head caught up to my hand and I pulled aside the material to view her pussy in a whole new light. Already moisture glistened on the lips and the aroma was intoxicating. I took several deep breaths through my nose to implant that smell in brain forever.

I was just about to move our love making up another gear. My tongue effortlessly made it's way between the folds her lips and into her vaginal canal searching for "that" spot. She shuddered, and gasped loudly, moaning with every twist of my tongue. I held her thighs firmly so that she couldn't pull her legs together. My probing tongue found its way to her clit and produced an amazing response as she stiffened, arched her back and moaned long and loud.

She continued to cry out loudly, almost screaming. "Ooooh gawd...Oh yes...Don't stop. Her body thrashed and squirmed on the bed her arse bouncing up forcing her pussy onto my face. Her voice had a wavering tone to it as if she spoke between waves of pleasure. I was so hyped by her performance I was ready to explode, but not until she stopped me eating her pussy. She continued to hump my face so I slipped a finger in and probed for her G-spot.
 
I was fucking her with my face and she was now in a lust filled frenzy. Finally her hands pulled my head away from her pussy and she began kissing and licking her juice from my face. Kissing me with her wide open mouth inviting my tongue to probe her mouth as it had her pussy moments before. Then in a barely audible voice she asked me to fuck her. She peeled off her panties as I positioned myself to comply with her request.

"Ooohh... fuck ...all of it, push it all the way in." she gasped, her fingers digging into my back as if she never wanted to let go.

I pushed and with virtually no effort I had slid fully into her and had her impaled on my penis. She was revelling in every moment. She squealed, moaned, gasped and swore as I pumped myself to complete arousal. Her reaction only excited me more pushing me to unknown heights of ecstasy. I raised my self up to enjoyed the view of my penis as it thrust forward and slowly withdrew from between her swollen pussy lips. I thought was pushing deep but my wife kept asking for more. She then asked me to take her from behind.

I saw my penis was slick with her juice as she got on all fours and I lined up on her from behind. Her juice had run down her crack to her butt hole and taking things in hand I forced the head of my penis to pop her anal ring. I'm surprised her scream of passion didn't bring the police but I continued to feed my penis up her arse. I stopped for a moment to gauge her reaction but her suddenly calling me an "arsefucking motherfucker" was all the encouragement I needed.

She was swearing, bucking, and thrashing, as I drilled her butt, we were like wild animals in heat.

"Fuck me... Oh yes!... Fuck your mother... Your dick feels sooo good" she cried.

By now she was off the scale as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. She clawed at the bed with one hand as the other was between her legs giving her clit a thorough working over. Meanwhile I had built the pressure to a shuddering climax. First I plunged into her arse as far as I could go, nearly snapping her back in the process of driving her into the mattress. Then at the same time as a deeply feral groan issued from my mouth my first of spurt of cum rocketed from my penis to fill the warm void of her anal passage. Without withdrawing I rolled further forward squashing her beneath me as I felt another dose of cum race the lenght of my penis to form a warm pool around the head.

Before the next shot I moved my cock from her arse to her pussy in a sinle motion. This was enough to send my wife over the top. Still calling me a motherfucker and telling me to fuck "Mummy" harder and faster she finally exploded in a thundering climax that had her shaking and convulsing on the bed as I drained the last of my cum from my balls into her pussy.

I fell side ways onto the bed, my penis making and audible plp as it slid from her pussy. My wife was face down on the bed and I could hear her ragged breathing as we both lay still trying to recover from the most frantic and powerful sex we had ever had. It was almost ten minutes until either of us moved or said a word when my wife looked me in the eyes and told me "how fuckin' good was that" I just smiled and then the two of us kissed and succumbing to exhaustion fell into a deep sleep.

This was a scene that was to be repeated over the next few weeks as we worked through all the panties in the box, every room in the house and as many positions and variations we could get up to. This box of panties was without doubt the catalyst and inspiration for the even better gift of a new and improved sex life.

When our son finally contacted us he was surprised that we appreciated his present so much as it was only some cheap, locally made earrings which he thought would look nice on his mother paricularly the black ones that would match the outfit I had got her for her last birtday. We laughed at his confusion and agreed to tell him the not quite full story when he got back home.