in and shoving him into her wanting mouth. She actually wanted to see it while it was still slightly flaccid. She loved the look of the skin covering the smooth head. That would have to wait though. This was his time, his adventure, and his first sexual experience with something other than his own hand. It must be perfect.

Slowly bending her knees, she lowered herself until the water reached her neck. His hands were still exploring and he started lowering himself as well. Reaching out and gently touching his face with her hand, she said, "Stay still".

Reaching out, she found the object of her desire. Holding his cock in her hand, she could feel it still growing and throbbing. Looking into his face while slowly squeezing his cock, she saw his eyes close and knew that she had him……hook, line and sinker. Taking a deep breath and holding it, her head disappeared beneath the water. As she reached his now very firm cock, she slowly slid her mouth onto it maintaining a tight seal.

Daniel was in Never, Never Land. Oblivious to all that was around him, every fragment of his awareness was concentrated solely in one spot. Taking advantage of his lack of awareness, I slipped under the water to get a closer look. Moving closer, I could see his cock appearing and disappearing from her mouth. She was about to run out of air, and reluctantly let her prize go and replaced it once again with her hand. As his cock slipped out of her mouth, her eyes opened and she spotted me next to her under the water. Quickly turning towards me, she placed her mouth on mine. Feeling her tongue searching, I opened my mouth slightly and accepted it. The taste was unmistakable. Apparently within the minute or so that she had her mouth on his cock, he had climaxed. Both of us lifted out of the water, her mouth still on mine. As she pulled away, she smiled. Lifting her finger to her lips, I understood the unspoken message. DON’T SAY ANYTHING. She was saving him from embarrassment.

"Oh, my God! That was incredible." He whispered to her, trying his best to keep me from hearing.

Smiling, she kissed him on his lips and then moved close to his ear and whispered sweetly to him "That’s just the beginning. Before this day is out you will do that many, many more times. When you finally go to sleep tonight, you are going to be sexually exhausted."

He looked up and put his hands together as if praying. "Thank you, God."

Heather retied her bikini top as she worked her way towards the pool steps. Grabbing a towel off of one of the patio chairs she began to dry herself. Walking over towards the patio door she reached down and retrieved Daniel’s bathing suit. Turning towards the pool, she tossed it to him. "Here, put this on and come into the house. Anyone for a movie?"

Daniel caught the bathing suit and looked at me. I was already making my way towards the house as I turned to him. "Well! You coming?"

With what just happened still fresh in his memory he said "Oh, yes. I’m coming………and coming and coming and coming."

I grabbed a towel and threw it to him. "Come on. I can’t wait to see what happens next." Acknowledging that my plan was out the window.

The coolness of the house took us by surprise. Looking around, I expected to see Heather but she was nowhere around. From the top of the stairs I heard "Find a tape. I’ll be right there."

Daniel sat in my lounge chair as I selected a tape and put it into the VHS machine. "I think you’re gonna want to sit on the couch with mom."

"Oh, yeah. God it’s cold in here. My dick is shriveling up like a raisin. "

Laughing at the visual image I just received, I assured him that he would be fine. "I don’t think you’ll have anything to worry about. You just leave it to mom. She’s an expert at turning raisins into watermelons."

Turning the television on, we watched the video unfold before us. I had chosen one of the videos we had taken on one of our many trips to the North Georgia mountains. When the picture appeared, Heather and I were hiking a trail near the mouth of the Chattahoochee River. I remember it was a weekday (one of the perks of being a contract programmer was being able to take days off) and there was no one around. Perfect for making a video. Heather was wearing a denim skirt and halter-top. As always, I didn’t let her wear any underwear when we went to the mountains. Walking behind her, I saw her bend over to examine a flower. Seizing the opportunity, I took the camera and lowered it for an impromptu "Up-skirt" shot. The next image on the screen was a sexy shot of her ass from below. I turned to look at Daniel and was pleased to see that he had already begun to develop a tent in his bathing suit. Turning back to the video I watched as we continued our hike. We had been here many times and this particular time we had decided to camp overnight at a rustic site provided by the National Park Service. As we entered the campsite, Heather became playful. Turning towards me she crossed her arms, grabbed the halter top and quickly removed it over her head. Cupping each of her breasts in her hands, her fingers began tweaking her nipples until they were rigid. Then she turned and bent over and lifted her skirt, revealing her beautiful ass to the camera. In one swift move, she removed the skirt and ran naked into the tent. I followed her with the camera still rolling. As I entered the tent, I was not surprised at what I found. Heather was lying on the bed (a queen sized air mattress with a sleeping bag on it) with her legs spread for the camera (one of her favorite poses). As I entered, I lowered myself to my knees between her legs and focused the camera on her now moist pussy. Zooming in, the television screen (a thousand dollar, 36 inch monster that is my pride and joy) was now filled with a close up of Heather’s pussy. I could almost feel the air leaving the room as Daniel watched the screen.

Hearing Heather coming down the stairs, I grabbed the remote and paused the tape. As she entered the room, Daniel and I both were mesmerized. I knew she had purchased a new outfit from Fredrick’s, but I had no idea. She was stunning. Never had I seen anything so sexy in all my life. Sheer red seamed stockings attached to a lacy red and black garter hugged her sensuous legs. The garter itself was hidden under a black, sheer, totally see-through baby doll that was trimmed with red lace. Heather’s dark areola and nipples were covered, but certainly not hidden from view. Completing the outfit was a silky, sexy, sheer black thong.

As she walked into the room she looked over at the paused television screen and laughed. "I remember that day. This was when we camped at Horse Trough Falls wasn’t it?"

It was silent in the room. She had asked me a question, but I couldn’t answer. All I could do is stare. I felt my own stirring between my legs and caught myself squeezing my legs together. Daniel was frozen in place. Images from Playboy and Penthouse paled in comparison to the striking view before him.

Crossing the room to the couch, she sat at the other end of it and lifted her legs and placed them in Daniel’s lap. Daniel’s hand came down and rested on one of her stocking covered legs, but remained still. He appeared to be in a trance. Taking her foot and rubbing his hard-on through his bathing suit, she said "Relax, baby. I don’t bite. There……doesn’t that feel good. Why don’t you take that wet bathing suit off and dad, why don’t you start the video back up?"

Daniel reached down and pulled his suit off, not allowing her legs to move from his lap. His hard-on now free from the confines of his suit, pointed towards the ceiling. Relaxing a bit, his hand started moving up and down the stocking covered leg lying in his lap. He was amazed at how sexy it felt. Already aroused, the feeling of the stocking just enhanced his sexual appetite and with it, his confidence. I started the video back up, and the three of us watched the screen as you masturbated for the camera. Daniel’s hand began a slow, methodical back and forth inspection of Heather’s legs. Each stroke brought him closer and closer to the top of the stockings, eventually reaching that narrow patch of bare leg between the top of the stocking and the barely covered pubic mound. Heather’s foot continued it’s massage of his cock, expertly stroking it with her toes. Gathering all the courage he could muster, Daniel slowly made his way to Heather’s crotch. Boosting his confidence, she spread her legs slightly. This not only gave him better access, but also allowed the material of the outfit to move just enough to present a clear view. If he looked closely, he could actually see her lips beneath the sheer fabric. His fingers finally reached their mark. Another confidence boost was obtained when he actually touched the thong and heard a barely detectable moan coming from Heather. Looking up, he saw that she had her eyes closed and was enjoying the feelings that were spreading over her body.

Meanwhile, I’m intently watching the scene unfold before me. My beautiful wife was being seduced by my son……..or was it the other way around. No matter. It was wonderful. It was a dream come true for me as well as for Daniel. As corny as it sounds, I was very proud of both of them.

I looked back over at the television screen and smiled at what I saw. I had apparently gotten tired of watching her satisfy herself and decided to get in the action myself. Positioning the camera on a nearby box and pointing it at us, I was on my knees beside her head and she was turned towards me with my cock in her mouth, sucking me expertly.

Daniel and Heather were oblivious to the television. Out of the corner of my eye, they shifted and caught my attention. As I turned to watch again, Heather was lifting herself to assist Daniel in removing her thong. After taking it off and discarding it, he put his hands inside her knees and gently spread her legs……never taking his eyes off of her now revealed pussy. From my vantage point I couldn’t see, but I was familiar with her enough to be able to imagine the view that presented itself to Daniel. After spreading her legs, his fingers traced a path to their target. It was a trip that he had imagined for many years but never thought he’d take.

Heather has an exceptionally beautiful pussy, especially when she is excited. Her vaginal lips swell to several times their normal size and protrude noticeably. So much so, that even the crotch of her bathing suit bulges when she is aroused. Granted, most people wouldn’t notice……..but I knew what to look for. Another feature of Heather’s pussy is it’s tendency to produce moisture. Now, most women get wet when they are excited. Heather goes beyond wetness. Her pussy produces copious amounts of juice when she is aroused. She has to change the sheets on our bed several times a week because of the spots that are produced by our sexual activity.

This day was no exception. By the time Daniel’s fingers reached her clitoris, the liquid was oozing down between her cheeks and onto the couch. Surprised (but pleased) by the amount of juice, Daniel’s finger was now glistening. Bringing it to his nose, he breathed in the musky smell. It’s not the first time he has smelled this, although he did not let on to anyone. Several times in the past, he had been in the laundry room and found a pair of Heather’s panties in the dirty clothes and savored the smell. Nothing like this, though. Opening his mouth, he inserted his finger and tasted his mom’s juice for the first time. As he expected, It was wonderful and it served to just wet his appetite for more.

Spreading her legs even further, he repositioned himself on the couch to eat her pussy. Moving in closer, he finally was able to get a good, up-close look at the object of his desire. It was without a doubt the sexiest, most beautiful, most arousing thing he had ever laid eyes on. Unable to resist any longer, he lowered his face and touched her clitoris with his tongue. Then, with remarkable resemblance to someone who had been in the desert for days without water and suddenly had come across an oasis, Daniel lost control and buried his face in her pussy.

It was difficult for me to just sit back and watch this scene unfold before me. I wanted to jump in…….to be involved in it somehow, but at the same time I didn’t want to take anything away from Daniel’s experience. With all the restraint I could muster, I sat in my recliner and tried to be inconspicuous.

Things were really starting to heat up on the couch. Heather was now grabbing and squeezing her breasts while pushing her pelvis into Daniel’s face. Every now and then Daniel would come up for air and I laughed to myself when I saw his face wet with her juices. I had entertained thoughts of giving tips and pointers to him at the beginning, but I could see that wasn’t necessary at all. I started wondering if he had really never done this before. He was taking to it like fish take to water.

Eventually, I heard the familiar sounds of an approaching orgasm coming from Heather. As it neared, her moans became louder and louder until she finally screamed "OH, GOD YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!"

Almost obscured by her noisy orgasm, I heard Daniel actually slurping her juice. Great. Just one more thing to turn me on. I sat in my chair watching ………… and wanting………..

By now, Daniel’s cock was so hard it hurt. Heather was still recovering from her intense orgasm when she reached down and grabbed it and pulled it up to her face. Apparently it was Daniel’s turn for a little oral satisfaction. Wanting to stuff it into her mouth, he was almost disappointed when she began running her tongue up and down the shaft. That disappointment was short lived, though. As she licked it like a lollypop, soon he was closing his eyes and remembering the pool. This was much better, he thought. Before he got a chance to get accustomed to her tongue, he felt the warmth of her mouth engulf his hard member. Soon, she was riding his cock with her mouth and tongue while squeezing the base of it with her fingers. Taking her other hand, she began lightly circling his anus. Then, like the expert cocksucker she was, she was able to stick her tongue out slightly while his cock was still in her mouth and wet down her finger enough to allow it to slip easily into his anus. Curling her finger and pressing against the base of his cock from inside his anus, he immediately erupted into her waiting mouth. Swallowing every drop, she finally pulled away and Daniel dropped onto the couch.

"OH MY GOD!! That was incredible."

Heather turned to me and smiled. "I think Dad is feeling a bit left out " she said as she slipped off the couch and crawled on all four over to the recliner. Grabbing the waist of my bathing suit, she pulled it off in one fluid motion. Grabbing my already hard cock, she buried her mouth on it and began sucking it feverishly.

Now, from Daniel’s vantage point all he could see was his mom’s bare ass and swollen pussy inviting him in so, being the obedient son that he was, he obliged. Lowering himself from the couch and onto the floor, he worked his way up to Heather. Reaching down and grabbing his flaccid cock, he began stroking it to get it hard again. A few strokes were all that was needed, and soon he was pointing it to the opening between Heather’s swollen lips. As his cock touched her pussy, she reacted by looking up at me and smiling. With my cock still in her mouth, it was a devilish smile and I watched as it broadened with each inch that he buried into her. Finally, she had to relinquish her hold on my cock and focus on the hard cock of her stepson that was now pounding her wet pussy. I reached down and grabbed my cock and began stroking it while I watched my son expertly fuck his stepmother. I figured after coming twice in the last half hour, that he may be at this awhile and it turned out I was right. Hearing the slapping of his body against her ass, I continued working on my cock while enjoying the view. Eventually, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of a building orgasm coming from deep down Daniel’s throat. Soon the tempo began to increase and I could tell that he was about to experience his first climax inside a woman. With a loud groan, I watched him push into her one last time and I heard her scream "YES!!! GIVE IT TO ME, BABY. GIVE MOMMA ALL YOUR SWEET CUM". With his body shuddering in orgasm, I felt my own climax working it’s way to the surface. Slowing down my pace, I was able to delay it for just a bit longer. As Daniel’s orgasm subsided, Heather was now able to move again. Still looking at the floor, I reached down and placed my hand under her chin and lifted her head. As she looked up, my hard cock filled her view. Opening her mouth, she took my cock just as I began unloading my seed. Reaching up and grabbing my cock, she began milking every drop she could get from me.

Afterwards, we were all spent. The two of them just collapsed onto the carpet and I plopped back into my recliner.

The only sounds being made were heavy breathing. Finally, Heather stirred and was able to get to her feet and head to the bathroom to clean up.

"Don’t go away. We’re not done yet. Not by a long shot."

Daniel turned his gaze to me and said "Damn, Dad. No wonder you guys are such a happily married couple. Is she always like this?"

"Like what?"

"You know. Horny all the time. Is she this horny all the time."

"Well, let me put it this way. I have a feeling that she is gonna be a lot hornier in the future. At least as long as you are living here, that is."

"Are you kidding? I’m not going anywhere. I’m already in Heaven."

"I know, Son. I know. Welcome to Heaven."

 

 

 

THE END

 

 

 

s (deliverables), resources, restrictions, timetable and other elements. I’m not that bad. All I really need here is goals. The ultimate goal here is to establish a sexual relationship between my son and my wife. Left up to Daniel, all of this could be accomplished in one or two minutes. Just both strip and jump each other’s bones. Fortunately, I know Heather well enough to know that would never fly.

How do we ease into this? That was the question. After rolling this question over and over in my mind, I decided that the best tool to use to break the ice was the videos. His curiosity had already been peaked by the short screening he had already had. He was very anxious to see more.

I decided that it would all take place on Saturday evening.

Today was Thursday, and it was very hard to concentrate on my work. All I could think about was Saturday night. Daniel had some errands to run, and was out of the house for the day. I decided to go home at lunch for a little afternoon delight.

Arriving at the house and walking in the front door, it appeared as if no one was home. All was quiet. I made my way upstairs, and as I was walking down the hall to our bedroom I heard a faint sound. Stopping at the closed door, I listened. It was the distinct sound of sexual activity. Not hard-driving sexual activity, but soft and sensual sounds. Slowly, I turned the knob and opened the door about 6 inches. What I saw made me very glad I decided to come home for lunch.

Heather was lying on the bed, and the television was on. Her eyes were glued to the set, but her legs were spread and her fingers were buried between them. She hadn’t noticed me because the headboard of the bed is against the same wall as the door. I felt my cock beginning to stiffen as I watched. She was viewing the video of one of our mountain trips where we were making love near a waterfall. It was a very sensuous setting, and we were obviously enjoying each other. As I watched, I could tell she was well into this session. Her fingers were glistening with her own wetness. I almost went over the edge when she took her very wet fingers and brought them to her face. Holding them in front of her face for a split second, she seemed to look to see how much juice was there. Then, she inserted the fingers in her mouth and sucked all of the juice off. While sucking her fingers, I could hear another sound coming from her. It was as if she had just placed a spoonful of ice cream in her mount. "Mmmmmmmm! "

I couldn’t take it anymore. Opening the door the rest of the way, I half expected her to jump when she saw me. Instead, she just looked up at me and smiled. Her fingers never missed a beat. "Remember that day?" she asked, looking over at the television.

"Oh, yeah……I remember. Great trip."

"Mmmmmmmm. Take your clothes off and come here."

I didn’t wait to be told twice. Before you could count to three, I was naked and lying next to her.

"Suck my nipples. They’ve been thinking about you all morning….."

Gently, I took a nipple in my mouth and began sucking. Immediately it instilled a reaction from her. Arching her back upwards slightly, she resumed moaning. She was hot. Hotter than I had seen her in a long time.

Now wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, I remained silent and continued my assault on her nipples. My fingers now began wandering down her flat tummy to the neatly trimmed tuft of dark hair. Sliding further, I found my finger wedged between two of the wettest lips I had ever experienced. Easily I slid up and down, rubbing against her clitoris with the motion. Within moments my finger was dripping with wetness. I replaced the nipple in my mouth with my own wet finger, enjoying the savory aroma as well as the wonderful flavor of her sex.

Lifting myself off of the bed and working my way on top of her, I positioned my cock at her opening. Gently I pushed, and her eyes closed. Slowly, till it completely disappeared, I held it in place. Opening her eyes, she pleaded, "Don’t tease me. Not now. I need him so bad."

I began the familiar back and forth motion. After only seconds, she grabbed my arms and dug her fingernails into my biceps. With every forward thrust, she replied with an upward thrust of her own. Harder and harder I fucked her, till the room was filled with the sound of our crotches slapping together and the smell of our sweat from our overheated bodies.

Before long, I could feel the orgasm building deep inside me. As I thrust even harder, she could tell the moment was near and began shouting at me. "OH, YES!!! OH, YES!!! FUCK ME. FUCK ME HARDER. I’M GONNA CUM…………………..NOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!"

Simultaneously we both exploded in orgasm. Already, I was feeling wetness dripping down my cock and over my balls and onto the sheet below. Now I just added to the already overwhelming amount of liquid inside of her. As I slowly began to pull my cock from her, she grabbed me and held me still. I pushed back in ever so slightly, and felt the liquid being pushed out around my cock. Eventually, she let me go and I slowly pulled out and rolled to her side. After what seemed like forever, she finally smiled and opened her eyes. Turning towards me, she stared at me with those beautiful blue eyes.

"Mmmmmmm! That was wonderful. Just what I needed."

"So tell me, what started all of this?" I asked.

"I had a dream. About having you and Daniel at the same time. God, it was erotic. I woke up already wet."

"Well, I think the three of us are gonna stay home Saturday night and watch movies.’ Pointing to the television……. "Those movies. Then we’ll just see what happens. I want you to head to the mall this afternoon and pick out something very sexy from Fredrick’s. It’s a special occasion. We need to dress up."

With that, I went to the bathroom and cleaned up and dressed. Returning back to the bedroom, I found her still lying on the bed looking very satisfied. "I gotta get back to work."

Bending over to give her a kiss, she grabbed me and pulled me down onto the bed. Placing a hand on each side of my head, she pulled my lips to hers and we embraced in a passionate kiss. "You’re so good to me. Have I told you how much I love you?"

"Yeah, but don’t let that stop you."

Giving me a huge bear hug, she quietly whispered………"I love you, I love you, I love you."

As I got back in the car, I almost had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I was without a doubt, the luckiest man in the world.

Work went a little better that afternoon. At least I had temporarily satisfied my carnal desire. Now I could concentrate on getting some work done. The rest of the day went well and flew by. Before I knew it, I was packing to go home for the day. I was anxious to see what Heather had found at Fredrick’s.

As I pulled into the driveway I noticed Daniel’s car was back in it’s usual spot. Wondering what I would find when I walked into the house, I was a little apprehensive. As it turned out, my fears were unfounded. Walking into the living room, Daniel was in my recliner watching Nickelodeon. I thought to myself, "21 years old and he still watches that stuff. Maybe he’s not ready for what we have in store for him." It was a fleeting thought that passed as quickly as it came.

"Where’s Mom?"

"In the kitchen making dinner. How was your day?"

My thoughts traveled back to lunch. Smiling, I responded "Oh…..same ol, same ol

Walking into the kitchen, I was a little taken back by what I saw. She was wearing a t-shirt that was gathered and tied just below her breasts and a familiar pair of sweat shorts. As I walked up behind her she was bending over looking into the window of the oven. She had picked out my very favorite pair of her sweat shorts to wear. The ones that ride halfway up her cheeks when she bends over (which is exactly why I like them) and usually stays like that when she straightens up. Hearing me come in behind her, she stood up and, much to my delight, the shorts did not disappoint me. Turning around to give me a hug, I reached around her and grabbed a cheek in each hand. Sliding my hands under the material, I found that she also had on something new. Apparently she had picked up a couple of new thongs at Fredrick’s. Stepping away from me and turning around, she grabbed the waistline of her shorts and pulled them down just far enough for me to see the white lace disappear between her cheeks.

"Very nice!" I said.

Turning back around, she untied the knot in her T-shirt and lifted it up for me to see her new very sexy and revealing bra that matched the thong. "You like? I bought them with YOU in mind."

"Oh, sure. ME in mind? I know who you have had on your mind." Giving her a grin to let her know that I was being sarcastic, I slapped her gently on her ass and gave her a brief kiss.

"Alright, what’s going on in here? I hate it when mom goes away for awhile. When she comes back home, you guys are all over each other for days." Daniel strolled into the kitchen and seated himself on one of the barstools at the counter. "God mom, are you hot or something? Could you have any less clothes on?" he said in his best Joey (from Friends) imitation.

"Well. I could have, but that will have to wait till tomorrow night. Today, you just get to look and use your imagination."

Daniel stole a puzzled look at me. To this point, he was unaware that any firm plans have been made.

"I’ll tell you later." I said as I winked at him. Turning to Heather I changed the subject….. "So, what’s for dinner."

"Pot roast. You’re favorite….."

"Yummy. " I said as Daniel and I returned to the living room.

I could see the excitement in Daniel. We had hardly moved out of earshot of Heather when he turned to me.

"Whassup!" He whispered, obviously overly excited .

"I was gonna tell you tonight…….. Oh well, I’ll tell you now. Remember I said I was going to have that talk with mom about you and the videos? Well, I had that talk. I hope you don’t have any plans for Saturday night. That’s all I’m gonna say."

"OH, RIGHT!!!! Don’t leave me hanging like this….. Tell me what’s going on."

"You’ll find out. Just be on your best behavior till then. I don’t want her getting upset at you for anything and spoiling the whole thing………….and believe me, you don’t want that either. Trust me…"

That’s all it took. Daniel was an angel over the next two days. I’ve never seen him so good. I even saw him doing homework. That was a first.

Saturday came none too soon. Heather woke me up at 6 am. "I can’t sleep. I’m too excited. What if he gets embarrassed? What if he can’t get it up? "

"Calm down. Number one, LOOK AT YOU. YOU’RE GORGEOUS. I think not getting it up is the last of your worries. As far as being embarrassed, I guess that’s possible…….but I guarantee it won’t last for long. Just chill out and go about your business like usual today. Everything will be fine."

"Yeah, right! Like usual, huh? You have got to be kidding."

"Tell you what. If you don’t calm down, you are liable to do something today to spoil it. You wouldn’t want that, would you?"

"You’re right, you’re right. I’ll just bury myself in my cleaning. Just like a normal Saturday."

"Yeah, that’s the ticket. Later on, we’ll lie by the pool and get some sun. That always relaxes you….especially after cleaning all morning. I’ve got to do some work in the yard and I’ll be ready for a dip in the pool later as well. Just try to stay focused. Daniel has a game today so he’ll be gone most of the day. That way you won’t have to keep looking at him."

"I know. Every time I look at him lately, I find my eyes drawn to his crotch. It’s embarrassing but I can’t help myself."

"Well, tonight should take care of all of it. Meanwhile, can we go back to sleep for a couple of hours. It is Saturday, you know."

"OK, ok." She leaned over and kissed me. "Are you sure you don’t want a little to start the day?"

Smiling, I said "Why don’t you save it for tonight."

"OK!" she said, pouting as she got out of bed and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

About an hour later, I gave up trying to sleep anymore. Between the vacuum cleaner and the stereo, it was a battle that I knew I wasn’t going to win. I got up, put on my Saturday ‘outside work’ clothes and headed outside to mow the yard.

Around lunchtime, Heather was done with her inside work and I was done with my outside work. She made lunch and we ate outside by the pool. She had changed, and was now wearing a new bright yellow bikini that showed much more than it covered, apparently another Fredrick’s purchase. After eating, we both decided to jump in for a quick dip (I know, we should have waited an hour……tough).

I really liked this new bikini on her. As soon as she got it wet, her dark areola and hard nipples were all but exposed for the world to see and when she turned away from me, the crack of her ass was perfectly visible through the sheer material. "Wow. That’s a keeper honey."

"You like?" she said as she turned and posed slightly for me.

"Oh, yeah! Can’t wait for our next trip to the beach. You’ll have em’ falling all over you."

"Especially when it’s wet."

It was very hard to keep my hands off of her. Speaking of hard, the front of my bathing suit was beginning to bulge.

We spent the next several hours lying in the sun and taking dips now and again. Around 5 o’clock Daniel appeared already suited up and ready for a swim.

"Hey guys. Y’all have a good day. House looks great, mom."

"Oh yeah, suck up to her." I teased.

"I’m hot as hell." He said as he headed to the water and jumped in. After swimming around for a few minutes he splashed water on us. "Come on in you guys. This feels great."

Heather got up and ran to the water, jumping in almost on top of Daniel. I was right behind her and as Daniel moved to avoid Heather, he looked up and found himself directly in the path of the geyser of water that was the result of my cannonball. "Get Him" I hollered at Heather and we both began chasing him around in the water.

I grabbed and held him and Heather went under the water and grabbed the waist of his suit and pulled. Off they came and she quickly swam towards the side of the pool, throwing his trunks towards the patio.

I laughed so hard I inadvertently loosened my grip and he got away. Immediately he headed towards Heather. Her attempt at running away from him in the water was comical. He was on her in a flash and he reached out and pulled on the bow at the back of her neck that was holding up her bikini top. "Two can play at that game."

The bikini top fell immediately, revealing Heather’s perfect breasts and erect nipples. She turned towards Daniel and began splashing water at him and laughing hysterically. Poor Daniel. I felt sorry for him, for he was a sitting duck. He couldn’t move. All he could do is stare. Finally, Heather stopped splashing him and the water calmed. Daniel’s eyes were glued to her dark, hard nipples. Her mouth curved upwards in an almost evil smile as she slowly approached him. "Touch them."

I thought to myself, "Well, this wasn’t exactly according to plan……………but I guess it will do."

 

 

END OF PART 2

 

 

 

 

mom out.   She was charged with solicitation.   Need I say more???   I got custody of the children and it wasn’t long before I realized how hard being a single dad was going to be.   Believe me, I have an infinite amount of respect for those unfortunate women who are forced into that situation with no source of income other than child support or minimum wage employment.   Fortunately I had a good job and the means to support us financially.   It was the non-financial support where I lacked any good qualities.   By the second year of being single, I had convinced myself that I needed another wife to help me to raise these children.   Not exactly the best reason for getting into a relationship, but it was the one I used at the time.

 

I didn’t spend a lot of time looking.   I was desperate.   Fortunately, a wonderful woman came into my life that was willing to take on a “ready-made” family.   I am sure that she has questioned her state of mind many, many times when thinking back on that decision.

 

The two older boys (yes, all 3 boys) were old enough to have bitter feelings about my divorce of their mom and also old enough to know just how to use the “You’re not my mom” approach on the step-mom.   I couldn’t tell them the real reason why I divorced their mom so consequently, everything ended up being my fault.   To make a long story short, the two older boys provided many challenges to Heather and I.

 

Daniel however, was young enough to have considered Heather as “Mom” all of his life (at least as far as he could remember).   They had their share of problems, but what family doesn’t.  

 

The two older boys left the nest as soon as possible.   Because there was 10 years difference in age between Daniel and his next older brother, more than half of his life has been spent as an “Only Child”.   Spoiling and coddling Daniel was regular routine around our house.

 

Daniel has never been “Hunk” material.   His latter high school years were a constant battle with acne and weight.   Not that he was fat.   In fact, just the opposite was true.   I was concerned at times that he was under-nourished.   When you have to buy jeans with a 34-inch inseam and only a 26-inch waist, you spend a lot of time searching.   Not for something that he likes necessarily, but just for something that had a reasonable fit.   Later, as he entered college he began to fill out…….but I don’t want to get ahead of the story.

 

It was during one of these shopping sprees that Daniel had his first encounter with mom.

 

School was out and it was between Daniel’s third and fourth year of elementary school. I think that put him around 9.   It was a sunny, summer day in Atlanta.   Typically, the temperature was holding around the 90-degree mark and the humidity was high.   Shorts and tank tops were the order of the day.  

 

Our “Back-To-School” shopping was in high gear.   On this day, Heather and Daniel were out to buy some jeans and a bathing suit.   The store had just opened and Heather and Daniel were the only customers.   Looking around in the store, they found a suit for Daniel to try on and as usually happens when Heather goes into a clothing store, she also found a suit that SHE would like to try on.

 

The dressing room consisted of two booths with curtains.   They each went into their respective rooms and began to change.   Needless to say, by the time Heather had just completed removing all of her clothes and was reaching for the bottoms of the bikini, her curtain opened and Daniel came in.   “What do you think, Mom…….”.

 

When he noticed that Heather was completely nude, he lost all words.   Now since Heather was a “Step-Mom”, Daniel had never seen her without clothes.   It was not something that was ever thought about.   Heather had given Daniel baths when he was younger, but all that ended when he began school and could “take care of it himself” because he was a “big boy” now.   It had been 4 years since Heather had seen him without clothes.  

 

She didn’t want to scare him, nor make a big deal of it and “scar him for life”, so she just sat on the stool in the dressing room and said “Come here and let me see.”  

 

As all moms do, the first thing she did was reach for the waistband of the suit to check the fit.   As her fingers slipped inside, they touched something that was familiar, warm and surprisingly hard.   It was sticking straight up and her fingernail scraped against the foreskin covered head.

 

“Ouch!   That hurt.    God mom, be careful.”

 

“Geez, I’m sorry!   Did I break the skin?   Here, let me look at it.”   With that, she pulled his suit down just enough to spring his erection.  

 

Heather had always been fascinated with his uncut tool when she gave him baths.   She actually delighted in teaching him how to retract the foreskin and insure it was always kept clean.   His was the first uncut cock she had ever seen and when he began school, she was disappointed but resigned to the fact that she would never see it again.

 

This was an awkward moment, to say the least.   Trying her best not to make a big deal of it, she gently handled his adolescent manhood.   She had scratched his foreskin, but she couldn’t resist the opportunity to pull the foreskin back and admire it one more time.   Looking back up at him she said, “Oh, my goodness.   I really did scratch you.   I’m so sorry sweetheart.   Mommy will put something on it when we get home.   Do you think you will live until then?”   When she looked at his face, she realized that his eyes were glued to her now hard nipples.  

 

“Why do they get hard like that, mommy?’

 

Not wanting to tell him the real reason they were hard, she said “It’s just cold in here, honey.   They get that way when it’s cold.”   Quickly changing the subject. “ So, these seem to fit pretty good.   Is this the pair you want?”

 

“You bet.”   That seemed to satisfy him and he returned to his dressing room to try on his jeans.

 

Heather smiled at herself, remembering the look and feel of his cock in her fingers.   It was a nice feeling.   She couldn’t wait to get home and play doctor.   A familiar warmth was creeping in between her legs as she stood and completed her business in the dressing room.

 

As they pulled up in the driveway, one of Daniel’s friends had appeared and was inviting him out to play “war”.   Daniel left all of the bags for Heather to carry into the house and he went scampering off to play with his friend.   “I’m General Custer and you can be Osama Bin Laden”.   Heather smiled at his massacre of historical facts.

 

Disappointed, and still thinking about the encounter earlier, she kept herself busy for the remainder of the day.   By the time Daniel came home, she had spent the day cleaning and cooking and was tired.   On top of that, I had come home.   That was not only the last time she saw him undressed but as far as we knew it was the last time he had seen her undressed………………..until some years later.  

 

Daniel was now 21 and was a sophomore attending a local university.   It was between semesters and he was home most of the time.   I was working a regular day job, and Heather had taken off for a week to go to Maine to visit her parents.

 

Over the years, Heather and I have had a wonderful sex life.   One of the things that we do to break the monotony and spice things up a little, is videotape some of our intimate sessions.   I really enjoy filming her in a wide variety of situations.  

 

One time, we were in the process of spring-cleaning and took a load of winter things to the storage unit that we had rented.   No one else was there, and the camcorder was in the truck so, why not.   I got the camcorder and I made her get completely undressed and I taped her arranging boxes in the storage unit in the nude.   Now some of you may say “big deal”, but it was very sexy thinking that someone could walk into the area any minute and see her.   That was a BIG turn-on for me.   I’ve always been into showing her off.

 

Another time, we were riding my Harley in the mountains and we came across a trail to a waterfall.   Usually these trails were inundated with hikers.   This time, it appeared that there was no one around.   It was a half-mile hike to the falls, and I took the camcorder with us.   Along the trail, she would walk in front of me and open her blouse and then turn around and “flash” me.   (whenever we went out on the Harley, she wasn’t allowed to wear a bra and she was encouraged to wear something that would allow the areola around her nipple to be seen through her top.   The sexier the outfit, the more fun the ride.).   Reaching the waterfall, I set the camera up on a rock and we skinny-dipped in the pool at the base of the falls.   Afterwards, we set the camera up and filmed her giving me a BJ and all subsequent activities.

 

Of course, there were always the nights that Daniel stayed with his friends and we were able to set up the tripod in the bedroom and get some wonderful footage of our wild bedroom activities.   We filled up several tapes, which we kept hidden in the closet.

 

On this day, Daniel was home by himself.   Always the curious one, he began an exploratory mission in my bedroom.   Had I know about it, I certainly would have been upset at him.   Now, I just look back on it with amusement.   Boys will be boys.  

 

Much to his surprise, he came across my stash of tapes.   Curious as to their content, he took them off to the living room (where the big screen TV is), and inserted the first tape.   You can imagine the look on his face when the image appeared on the screen.   As luck would have it, the first tape that he picked begins in a hotel room in Orlando on a summer vacation that we made a year or so earlier.   Daniel was working and going to school so we took the opportunity to take a vacation……just the two of us. The video was one that I had captured of Heather when she was putting on her bathing suit.   At first, she didn’t know I was filming.   I had turned the camera on and placed it on the dresser.   Walking over to her, I feigned helping her tie the top in the back.   Standing behind her, I placed my body up against hers and begin to grind my hips.   She smiled and reached around behind her and slipped her fingers into my trunks.   I had very loosely tied her bathing suit, and I reached around her with both hands.   With one, I slipped under her top and began massaging her breasts.   With the other, I reached into the bottoms and found her wet, ready and willing.    I removed her suit completely and she turned and removed mine.   Down on her knees, she took my now-hard member into her expert mouth.   Oh, what a feeling.

 

Heather is a trim 50-year-old beauty.   Time has been very good to her and she honestly doesn’t look a day over 35 (at least to me………and to many others).   Never having had kids of her own, her perky breasts were as firm as her flat tummy.   No tucks or Botox here.   Except for a little Clairol, she is all natural.  

 

Viewing the video, it didn’t take long for Daniel to get hard.   Since mom was in Maine and dad was at work, it seemed natural to remove the shorts and underwear and get comfortable in dad’s recliner.   With the remote in one hand, and his uncut cock in the other he settled in to watch the “movie”.   “Damn, she’s hot!” he exclaimed, stroking his manhood while his eyes were glued to the television.   Soon, he found that he needed both hands and tossed the remote aside.

 

I’m a programmer by trade, and it just so happened that on this day, our network server crashed.   With no way to perform my job, and with no chance of the system being back up for the rest of the day, I was allowed to take the rest of the day off.

 

The way our house is laid out, the front door opens into a foyer, which opens into the living room.   It is no more than 5 steps from the front door to the living room.   Not thinking ahead very well and certainly not expecting anyone to come in, Daniel had left the front door unlocked.   Opening the door, the first thing I heard was the television.   It sounded like Heather was talking and I thought she had come home early.   Excited to see her, I wasted no time in getting to the living room.   Daniel had been so completely engrossed in watching the video, that he did not even hear me come in.   He was situated so that his back was to me, and I was looking over him at the television.   My first reaction was of anger, but before I opened my mouth and said something that I am sure I would have regretted later (this is one of the things that I attribute to Heather’s influence….she is very good at teaching Anger Management) I stopped to consider the situation.   Still unaware of my presence, I stood still and watched.   Smiling at the television as I remembered that day, my anger quickly subsided and was replaced by memories as I watched.   Soon, I found myself getting that familiar stirring in my loins.   Watching my son, I was impressed at how he had developed.   Looking at him in a way that I had never done before, I noticed his muscular legs, his washboard abs, his bulging biceps, and his now massive 9 inch cock.   “Glad to see he got something from me.   Damn, makes me wish my parents hadn’t circumcised me.” I said to myself.

 

As I watched, I began to get feelings of pride.   Now I know that seems kinda weird to some of you.   Be that as it may, I am proud that my wife is as beautiful and as sexy as she is.   I am proud that my son is well endowed like his father (my 10 inch cock is displayed very nicely on television right now.   It is disappearing in and out of Heather’s mouth).   I don’t know what came over me.   Next thing I knew, I found myself saying outloud “Isn’t she something?”.

 

You would have thought a bomb had exploded in my recliner.   It was comical to watch him try to figure which was the most important thing to do first, stop the tape or put on his pants.   Unfortunately, the small table beside the chair which held the remote was just far enough away to require a long stretch to get to it.   As he reached for the remote, the chair returned itself to it’s upright position fairly quickly.   The result was Daniel, sprawled on the floor with nothing on but a T-shirt.   The television was still on and the video was still playing.   His eyes were frantically darting between the TV, me, the remote and down to his hard dick.   I was enjoying this immensely.   After he realized I was laughing uncontrollably, he began to calm down.   Soon, he accepted the fact that he had been “Busted”, and was beginning to realize just how funny the situation really was.   “God, you scared the shit out of me Dad.   What the hell are you doing home so early?”

 

I told him what happened at work and that I had the rest of the day off.   “Now I have to decide what to do about you and this new development.   Stop the tape, put your pants on and let’s talk.”

 

After complying, he sat back down (this time on the couch) and prepared for the lecture.  

 

“OK, we’re both adults here.   The way I see it, we have two issues.   Number one, it disturbs me that you felt it necessary to go exploring in my room.   What were you looking for?”

 

“I don’t know.   I thought maybe I might find a Playboy or Penthouse or something like that.   Boy, I really hit the mother lode, didn’t I?”  

 

I couldn’t help but laugh.   “Yes, you sure did.   But that doesn’t change the fact that you were digging into stuff that belonged to someone else.   That’s just plain wrong, and you know it.”

“I know.   I’m sorry.”

 

“OK.   Now that we got that out of the way, we need to tackle issue number two.   These videos are intended for private viewing.   Private as in, Mom and Myself.   .   If we had wanted you to see these tapes, we would have kept them out here by the tv.   Now, some would say that what you are feeling right now is incest.   My personal feeling is that this is not incest since she is not your real mother.   I think you are pretty fortunate that it was me that discovered you and not her.   Now, what are we going to do about it?”

 

Daniel has always been a little cocky.   I never expected it in this situation, though.   “Well, what she don’t know won’t hurt her.   I gotta be honest with you dad.   Now that I know those tapes exist, unless you burn them I’m gonna keep looking till I find them.   I just gotta see the rest of them.   She is so hot.   I closed my eyes and it was almost like I was fucking her myself.   I know I’m not supposed to feel this way about mom, but like you said………she’s not my real mom.”

 

Trying my best to maintain my composure, I took the easy way out.   “Alright, I need to think about this for awhile.   Why don’t you go upstairs and clean up and we’ll go out and grab some lunch somewhere.   Meanwhile, I’m going to try to come up with a plan for some things. “

 

Lunch was quiet.   Neither of us said a word about what happened earlier, but both of us were thinking non-stop about it.   After lunch, we got back in the car and headed home.   On the way, I finally broke the ice.   “OK, tell you what.   First, you gotta know that we aren’t doing anything behind mom’s back.   I’m going to have to have a discussion with her about this whole matter.   As it stands now, you’re just going to have to keep yourself in check and don’t do anything stupid that would ruin your chances of something that few boys your age get to experience…….and that is all I’m going to say about it until I’ve had a chance to talk to her.   She’ll be home tomorrow.   I want you to find something to do tomorrow afternoon and evening.   I want to be home alone with her to discuss this and I don’t want you to be around if the discussion goes bad.”

 

That night, neither of us slept very well.   Daniel had a million questions he wanted to ask but dared not ask any of them.   I had not given him any specifics, and his imagination was running wild.   I was in my room trying to rationalize what I was about to do.   There were all kinds of arguments in favor.   There was the “not his real mother” thing.   After all, he is 21 now so it can’t be considered child abuse.   Even as good as his body looks, you eventually have to look at the face.   Daniel is not a handsome young man.   It was a face that “only a mother could love”.   Hey, there’s another argument for……….      I was reaching.

 

Next day was a terrible day at work.   I couldn’t get my mind on my work for anything.   All I could think about was how Heather was going to react to what I had to tell her tonight.   I had pre-arranged with my boss to leave at 3 to get to the airport to pick her up.   On the way to the airport, I reviewed it over and over in my mind.   It was settled.   My mind was made up.   No turning back………     Well, but what if………….

 

Because of the new policies at the Atlanta airport, you can no longer go to the gate to meet the plane.   Consequently, we had made previous arrangements for her to call me when she gets to baggage claim and I will make my way to the curbside pickup in time to get her.   I never fail to be overwhelmed when I see her, especially after being separated for a week.   Opening my arms, she hurriedly runs to me and jumps and wraps her legs around me to hold on.   We kiss passionately and she finally lets go and plants her feet back on the ground.   As I open the truck to put her luggage in a young lady nearby says “Newlyweds?”.

 

“Young lady, we have been married over 20 years. Only tomorrow, will I ever have loved her more than today.”

 

“Awwwww!    That’s so sweet. “

 

Apparently Heather felt that it was the right thing to say.   She turned to the young lady and said “Aren’t I just the luckiest woman you have ever met?????”   Both of us smiling from ear to ear, we got in the car and drove away.

 

On the way home, Heather asks “So, what’s been going on at the house?   Is it still standing after having two bachelors living there for a whole week?”

 

“Yes, it’s still standing.   Not much has changed.” I lied.  

 

When we got home we noticed that Daniel’s car was gone.   “I wonder where he is?   I would have thought he would be here to greet me?’

 

“Maybe he is out with a girl.”

 

“Wouldn’t that be something?   Oh, I hope so.   Poor thing.   I don’t think he is ever going to find someone to pop his cherry on.”   She said smiling.

 

“Well, I for one hope he stays gone for a little while longer.   I would love to welcome you home properly.”

 

“Mmmmmm!!!    What did you have in mind, as if I didn’t know?”

 

With that, we left the bags in the car and ran upstairs to the bedroom.   Closing the door and locking it, we ripped each other’s clothes off and attacked.   Throwing her on the bed, I spread her legs and dragged her over towards the edge.   I knelt on the floor, placed her legs over my shoulders and began to give her what I knew she was needing.   Heather absolutely LOVES to have her pussy eaten.   She produces more juice than any other woman I know (not that I know that many…………well, that’s another discussion for another day).   Anyway, today was no exception.   Within seconds my face was glistening with her wetness.   Unable to hear her moans because of her thighs squeezing my head, I knew they were audible nonetheless.   After 20 years, we know each other pretty darn well.   I know exactly when an orgasm is building in her, and the one that was building now was a big one.   What sends her over the top is when I actually use my upper lip to peel back the skin covering her clitoris and once exposed, flick my tongue back and forth over the hard nub.   About 30 second of this is all it takes and I am always rewarded with a flood of liquid passion.   This is my goal.   I would much rather suck up her juice than anything……….except maybe what I was about to do to her.

 

She lay exhausted on the bed, her legs still hanging over the edge.   I climbed onto the bed and helped pull her up onto it.   Lying beside her, I on my side and her on her back, I begin to trace my fingers gently over her breasts and down her flat tummy to her nicely trimmed bush.   I know how sensitive that area is right now and avoid actually touching inside the hairline with my finger.   At this point, I know her well enough to know that there is only one thing that she wants touching that area.   Spreading her legs and positioning myself over her, I begin to rub the purple head against her.   Beginning as low as I can get, I ever so slightly slide it along the crack between the cheeks.   Working my way up to the bottom of the lips,   I separate them revealing the opening that is my target.   Glistening with her juice, I slide easily in.   Further and further I push until I am completely swallowed by her.   Then, while still inside her I lift her legs and place them over my shoulders.   This angle of entry, coupled with my full 10 inches enables me to reach her G-spot.   Touching this spot with the head, and then pushing so that it rubs ever so slightly across it while at the same time applying just enough pressure has very predictable, and consistent results.   It never fails me.   It only takes a few seconds of this treatment and Heather is beginning the signs of another intense orgasm.   Soon her body goes stiff and tightens.   Then she begins to shudder and her moans become louder and louder as she rockets over the edge of the orgasm.   Waves and waves of pleasure splash over her body as she finally opens her eyes and looks at me.   “God I missed that.   You know just what to do.   You should give lessons.”

 

Well, she opened the door.   I immediately went in.   While my cock was still inside her, I said “Well, you know that it is only because I know YOU so well.   I know which one of YOUR buttons to push to take you over the edge.   If I was going to give lessons, it would have to be on you………and that is just what I intend to do if you are willing.”   As I finished the sentence, I began my pumping.   Slowly, to insure that I lasted through the entire story that I was determined to tell, I began to tell her about coming home yesterday and spotting Daniel jacking off to one of our videos.   I told her about laughing about it, and about our conversation then and the one in the car after lunch.   I was half expecting her to immediately dismiss the idea and get mad at me for even mentioning it.   That would not only have spoiled the mood, but would probably have put me in hot water for quite awhile.  

 

But that’s not the reaction I received.   Surprisingly enough, she smiled at me and said “You know, every since that summer when I accidentally scraped my fingernail on his dick and I got another good look at it, I have had fantasies about him.   I’ve never mentioned it because I was concerned you would think I was a terrible person.”   Well, this just made me pound harder.   It was such a turn-on, that I couldn’t hold back any longer.   With one last shove, I emptied a weeks worth of semen into her.  

 

Afterwards, we lay on the bed exhausted.   In my mind, I’m wondering if her comment was made   “during the heat of the moment” or did she really fantasize about having Daniel’s cock?   It took about 10 seconds for me to get an answer.   She turned to me and raised herself up on her elbow and said “So, what’s the plan?”

 

 

END OF PART 1