My husband Bill and I were watching TV one evening when our 13 year old son, Steven, wandered into the living room and sat down with us. He looked thoughtful.
"Mom," he finally asked. "How come you have hair between your legs and Sam's mom doesn't?" Sam was the same age as Steven. His mom, Jean, and I were friends.
Bill pretended to cough to conceal a laugh. I just looked at Steven for a moment. We've always been open about the body in our family and, while I don't exhibit myself, I don't go to great lengths to hide my body either.
"Well," I said slowly. "That's a matter of personal taste. Some women prefer to shave down there. Uh..how do you happen to know that she has no hair between her legs?"
some pictures of her," he said casually.
"I see," I said, hoping I sounded calm. "And she had her clothes off in the pictures?" Bill was having a harder time stifling his laughter.
"Yeah, she was naked. Sam said he found them on the computer. His dad and some other guy were in the pictures too. They didn't have clothes on either. They had erections."
"Well," I said, more than a little shocked. "You remember that we talked about erections. Men get them when they get interested in a woman."
"Yup," he nodded. "Dad put his erection up your vagina and you got pregnant and had me. Sam's dad and this other guy were putting their erections in Sam's mom. They even put 'em up her butt and in her mouth."
This was getting out of hand. "Steven, you and Sam shouldn't have been looking at those pictures. What his mom was doing was very private. We talked about how important privacy is."
He looked down at the floor. "I was just curious."
Bill asked, "Did the pictures give YOU an erection?" I glared at my husband but he ignored me.
Steven laughed self-consciously, "Yeah, me and Sam both got erections."
"And what did you do about that?" Bill asked.
"Nothin'" he said, avoiding looking at us. Then after a moment, "Well, we masturbated."
"Oh jeez!" I said. "In FRONT of each other?"
Embarrassed, Steven shrugged and nodded. "We did that before. It's no big deal!"
I was at something of a loss for words. Bill didn't seem upset in the slightest, "All you two did was masturbate?"
"Well, kinda," Steven said. "Sam said we should try the up the butt thing like his mom was doing in the picture. He said it felt good."
I was totally shocked, "And did you?"
He shrugged, "Well, yeah. He let me do it to him first, then he did it to me. We took turns bending over the chair in his room."
"Did you..did you ejaculate in each other?"
He looked at me like it was a dumb question, "Well, sure. And it was funny how my penis got hard again when he put his up my butt."
"And where did Sam learn about guys doing that?" Bill asked.
"Oh that's a secret," Steven said solemnly. "I can't tell you that."
"I think you'd better," I said sternly.
"But I promised that I wouldn't tell!" he said plaintively. But from the look on my face, he knew he had to tell me. Finally, his shoulders drooped and he said, "He learned how from his dad."
"WHAT?"
He shrugged vaguely, looking down again. "Yeah. He gets in bed with his mom and dad on some nights. They do all kinda stuff."
"What about Melissa?" I asked, referring to Sam's 16 year old sister.
"Oh yeah," Steven nodded. "She's there too."
I was stunned. Finally, I managed to say, "Steven, I don't want you talking about this to anyone. Now, I think you should go to bed. Your father and I need to talk." Steven left the room without another word, knowing that some forbidden line had been crossed.
I looked at Bill, "Can you BELIEVE what you just heard?"
Bill was entirely too calm. "Well, these things happen."
I got angry. "The whole family is over there fucking each other and that's all you can say? It's disgusting!"
"You're being kind of close-minded, honey. Anyway, it's none of our business."
It was then that I noticed the bulge in his pants. "You've actually got a boner about this? What kind of pervert are you?"
"Honey, calm down..." he started to say, but I cut him off, "I'm going to talk to Jean first thing tomorrow and let her know what I think of this nonsense!" Bill started to say something, but I left the room in a huff and went to bed. When Bill came in later, he tried to feel me up but I was having none of it. After I was sure he was asleep, I tried to quietly masturbate just to relax, but couldn't manage to come. It took a long time to fall asleep.
The next morning, my anger had subsided a little, but I was still determined to confront Sam's mom. After Bill had gone to work and Sam was off to school, I called Jean and said I needed to come over and talk to her. She could tell it was important, even though I refused to tell her what it was about.
Jean and her husband Mike live just down the block so it only took me a moment to get to their house. I knocked and was very surprised when Mike answered the door. He grinned.
"Hey Jennifer!" he said brightly. "I get to goof off today. They lost the electricity at work for some reason." Evidently, Jean hadn't told him that I was coming over.
I managed a slight smile,"Oh.I see..well..good for you. I need to talk to Jean about something." He invited me in and I sat down in the living room. He called for Jean and then went down to their family room.
Jean could tell I was upset about something. She got coffee for both of us and then sat down next to me on the couch. I couldn't say anything at first, but then the entire conversation of the previous evening came out in one long narrative.
By the time I was done, she was staring into her coffee cup, blushing deeply. Finally, she said, "You must think we're terrible!" Seeing her discomfort, I softened a little.
"Well, Jean, this isn't normal! I mean, the whole family?...that's incest!"
"And you and your brother wasn't?" she asked.
It was my turn to blush. Once, after a few drinks, I'd told Jean about the time I gave my brother a handjob when we were teenagers.
"But we were just kids!" I said defensively. "As adults, we know that's wrong!"
Jean looked at me. "But those forbidden desires never go away. Can you honestly say that you never think about your brother's cock when you're in bed with Bill?" I looked away, avoiding her eyes. She continued, "And what about Steven? Ever spied on him... watched him jack off?"
I shrugged. "Once..but it was an accident"
She had a small smile, "But you watched until he came, didn't you?"
I evaded the question. "That has nothing to do with you and Mike fucking your kids! I never went that far!"
"Well, maybe you should!" It was Mike. I hadn't noticed that he'd come back upstairs. He was actually grinning at me, which made me angry.
"Sorry, if I don't rise to your level of perversion!" I snapped at him, rising to my feet. "I really don't think we should see each other anymore!" I started to leave.
"Sit down, Jennifer!" Mike said. It was an order.
"What?" I said, sounding a little stupid.
"You're WAY too uptight," he grinned. "You need to loosen up. Take your clothes off."
I stared at him. "I will NOT!"
"Yes you will," He said. "Or I'll take them off for you!"
I looked at Jean. She looked back at me somewhat self-consciously, but said nothing. I turned back to Mike. "So now you're going to add rape to your sick acts?"
Mike actually laughed. "It's not rape. I have permission."
"What?" I asked, puzzled. "Permission? From who? Not from me!"
"From your husband," Mike smiled. "He called me last night after you went to bed. He said you needed a little loosening up!"
"That's a lie! Bill would never do that!"
"Oh, we talk about you a lot!" he said, smiling. "I know about that little birthmark in the crack of your ass. About how you finally started letting him cum in your mouth a couple years ago. And, oh yeah, how you masturbate on your tummy while he jacks off all over your back."
I tried not to blush, but couldn't help it. It was all true. I was shaken, but tried to keep it together. "I won't take my clothes off! I'll have you arrested if you try to force me!"
"No you won't because Bill will swear that you came down here wanting it and then just felt guilty afterwards and called the cops!"
I looked helplessly at Jean. "Please.." I said. She just shrugged and said, "Take your clothes off, Jennifer."
I looked back at Mike, then down at the carpet. Without looking back up, I kicked my shoes off and took my top off over my head. I kept my eyes downcast until all my clothes were on the floor and I stood there naked.
"Not here" I asked. "At least take me to the bedroom." Mike made a sweeping motion with his arm towards the hallway and I walked to the bedroom. I laid on my back on the bed without being told.
I tried not to watch Mike undress but couldn't help noticing his erect penis. It was considerably larger than Bill's. As he crawled onto the bed, I fought down my rising panic. I noticed Jean had come into the room and was standing by the bed.
"Do you have to watch?" I asked her.
My question was answered as her husband forced my legs open and plunged his cock into me. "Oh god! No!" I cried out. He began to pump hard and brutally. It hurt at first, but became easier after a few pumps. I kept my eyes closed. He told me to hug him and put my legs around him and I obeyed.
I saw flashes glare through my closed eyelids. Realizing what they were, I opened my eyes and screamed at Jean, "NO!". But she kept snapping pictures with her digital camera as her husband fucked me. She was obviously enjoying watching. She put the camera down for a moment, unsnapped her jeans and pushed her hand down the front of her panties.
"Fuck her Mike!" she said breathlessly as she watched and masturbated. "Oh yeah! I can see your cock in her cunt!"
He lasted quite a while. I was embarrassed by my wetness but grateful for the comfort it provided. As he came in me, Jean began taking pictures again, showing his cum oozing out of me onto the bed.
"You're a good fuck!" he said as he pulled his cock out and wiped it on my pubic hair, "Just like Bill said you were!"
"What are you going to do with the pictures?" I asked fearfully.
Jean shrugged casually. "If you're bitchy, we'll post 'em on the web!" She was taking her clothes off.
Naked, she crawled onto the bed. I saw the bare pussy that Steven had seen in the pictures. She smiled as she straddled me. "You've heard about my bare pussy," she said with a leer, "Now I want you to eat it!" She moved up until her crotch was over my face. Her crotch glistened around the swollen lips of her hairless slit.
"Jean...please don't make me.." I started to plead.
"Eat me!" she demanded and pushed her crotch into my face. Timidly, clumsily, I began using my tongue, licking her cunt, pushing it up inside her. She reached down and spread her labs wider and I felt her swollen clit against my lip. I knew what she wanted. I sucked her clitoris.
"Oh yes!" she gasped loudly, humping her hips, “Yes! Suck it!"
Mike was now taking pictures. I said nothing, knowing protests were useless. Jean suddenly went forward, planting both of her palms flat on the bed. She began humping my face with a new urgency. I knew she was about to come so I licked and sucked more vigorously. She gave little whimpers as she bordered on orgasm. I knew what sent me over the edge at times like this and I did it to her: I reached up and pushed my finger up her ass.
I'd heard that some women squirt when they come and Jean was certainly one of them. She gushed an incredible amount of her pussy juice into my mouth and all over my face, soaking my hair and the bed under my head. It was a little salty and smelled faintly of musk, but really wasn't unpleasant. In fact, I was surprised and ashamed to notice my own hips squirming as my thighs pressed together involuntarily.
Mike saw this and I felt a finger up my cunt. Almost gratefully, I rode it to my own orgasm.
Jean finally flopped off me and I struggled to sit up, her juices running down my neck onto my breasts. Mike leaned down and sucked my wet left nipple, murmuring, "Mmmmmmmmm!"
"Ok..ok" I said tiredly. "You've made me a slut. I'm sure you're happy. Can I leave now?"
"Wouldn't think of it!" Jean laughed. "We've got a full day planned for you!"
I had no idea what that meant, but was in no position to object. I was allowed to take a shower, but not to dress, although Jean and Mike did. Their being dressed made me feel more exposed, which I'm sure was the idea.
I was allowed to call Bill at his office. Naturally I was angry.
"Mike fucked me!" I told him.
"Good!" he said. "You needed that and everything else you'll get today. By the way, I jacked off here at work, thinking about what was happening to you!"
"You did?" I asked incredulously. It made me angry at first, but then I found it weirdly erotic.
"Yes," he said. "Are you where Mike and Jean can see you?" When I said I was, he said, "Good! Masturbate!"
I looked at Mike and Jean and put my free hand between my legs. They smiled. I began massaging the mound of my pussy. In a surprisingly short time, I came. I felt a dribble of my juice run down my leg.
"Did you come?" Bill asked. "Yes," I said, a little out of breath.
"Good!" he said. "Enjoy lunch!" Then he hung up.
"What's this about lunch?" I asked Mike and Jean.
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Jean asked with mock surprise. "I've told the kids to come home for lunch!"
"You're going to let Melissa and Sam sees me like this?"
"Oh, Steven too," Mike said." He's coming with them!"
"Please! No!" I begged. "I'll do anything you want!"
"Yes, I know" Mike smiled.
The couple of hours until lunch dragged by. I didn't even raise an objection when Mike took me to the living room couch and fucked me again. It was almost a welcome distraction.
The front door opened sooner than I expected. I was in the kitchen so the kids didn't see me at first. When they did see me, I was standing with one arm across my breasts and my other hand over my bush.
Sam spoke first, "Wow Steven, your mom's got SOME body!" Melissa giggled. I could have died of shame as my son gawked at me in open admiration and....lust? This was very different from the quick glimpses he'd had of body up to now.
Mike and Jean had the kids sit down in the living room. I was then made to parade in front of them, hands behind my head. I had to squat and bend over to show absolutely every private area I had.
After Melissa got a look between my legs, she asked, "You fuck her, dad?" When he smiled and held up two fingers, she laughed. Steven regarded me with a new, intense interest.
"You guys pull 'em out" Mike said. The two boys unzipped and exposed themselves. I wasn't really surprised that my son's penis was as erect and hard as Sam's was.
I knew it was going to happen but I really wished I didn't have to go to bed with both boys at the same time. But then, I really didn't have a vote in all this.
I had barely laid down before the groping, grabbing and probing began. Both boys were now naked and I felt there rock hard young cocks brushing against me. Mike, Jean and Melissa watched approvingly as Steven mounted his own mother. By then his penetration seemed anticlimactic and I opened my legs to receive him. As Steven frantically fucked me, Sam pushed his cock into my mouth, beginning to squirt cum almost as soon as my lips closed around it. I gulped hard to swallow it all. Seeing this set Steven off and I felt his hard, hot spurts inside me. "Hope I'm gettin' ya pregnant mom!" he gasped. "I been jackin' off about doin' that!" He kept pumping in an effort to make sure I got all of his jizz.
"A few more dear, a little harder" I breathed in his ear as I hugged him close. He complied and I bucked my hips hard and came.
Then he lay on top of me with his penis still in me. I lay there, feeling his sperm beginning to leak out. I was amazed at how good I felt....
