This is part two of Melissa Vixen and Hubby, a new adventure!
Bill and I haven't had much time together, due to the distance of where we live. Anyway, a few weeks ago, I called him one night when his mother was at work
As my hubby was gone, I also was able to talk freely. We ended up having phone sex (we haven't been together since out east), him telling me how he was naked, stroking himself, ejaculating all over his belly. Me, for my part, I was naked, fingering myself furiously, imagining seeing him do this to himself, wanting to be there.
He said he was horny and wished I were there, because he wanted a woman to fuck (his words, not mine, but they turned me on so!) I told him that I wanted to be there, too, but was unable due to the distance and that his mother would be home soon.
We talked dirty for a bit longer, then Bill asked me what my fantasy was. I told him that I never made love to a woman. He said that he too would like to make love to another woman (that kind of stung me, hoped I fulfilled him- until he said "only because you're not around a lot. My mom is always around, except when she goes to work.")
Bill had almost accidentally stumbled upon my next fantasy: me making love with my sister, Bill's mom! She is a few years younger than I, and growing up we saw each other naked while we dressed. No big deal then; I wasn't into women. Now, however.... (I never even thought about my sister until finding about my husband's secret!) My sister has kept her shape, and I would feel comfortable making love to her. But Bill's statements of: he wanted another woman; and his mother is always around; gave me a wicked idea: Watching Bill have sex with his mom! (I am so sick!)
Since we were still talking dirty, I asked if he ever saw his mom naked. "Aunt Melissa, that's GROSS!" he said. I replied "when we were younger I would see her naked, her naked breasts, vagina, ass, oh, it was heaven!" and I would describe it to Bill. I heard him grunt, and knew that he masturbated.
"Have you seen your mom naked?" I asked again. Bill replied no. "Has she seen you naked?" I continued. "No" he said.
I told him that maybe he should let his mother see him naked (I was furiously masturbating myself, now). I told him to keep his bedroom door ajar and him lay naked on his bed, masturbating, hoping that his mother would see! "That way, maybe that would turn your mom on and she will have sex with you" I said (I read that idea in other erotic letters; I have no idea if it would work: but the thought sure turned me on!)
"That way your mom can see you naked, you can masturbate, and maybe have sex with her!" I finished as I orgasmed (and heard on the phone another grunt of him masturbating!)
I told him to do it, and let me know how it went.
Last Thursday night Bill called me after his mom went to work. "I did it!" He gushed. He told me all about it. That Monday night/ early Tuesday morning when his mom came home, he was woken by the garage door opening. He gathered his courage, took off his tshirt and shorts (what he wears to bed), opened his bedroom door a crack, and laid on top of the bedsheets. He said he was already erect by the time he got back to bed from opening his door, and started masturbating. He heard his mom walking down the hall to check up on him, then SAW her standing in the doorway. He kept masturbating, pretending not to notice her, and Bill said she kept standing there and watched him! He shortly ejaculated, and she had gone from the doorway.
Bill was playing with himself as he was telling me this on the phone (I could tell), and I was playing with myself, too. HARD! Bill said it was "so hot!". He said that his mom didn't say anything to him the next morning. Bill said that since he didn't get scolded, he did it the next night (Tue night/early Wed am). Same thing: Heard garage door, undressed, opened door, layed on top of bed, masturbated. Mom came to door, watched until Bill ejaculated, then left.
At Breakfast Wed am, mom still didn't say anything, so Bill said he went to the bathroom a few minutes before he had to go to school, left the bathroom door open, and masturbated, again mom walked by and saw! (Although Bill said this time mom didn't stay, she just 'walked by'.)
Both BIll and I played with ourselves on the phone as he told me this.
The next day, Friday, I got a phone call from my sister. She said she needed to talk to me. She sounded strange, so I went over to her house (Bill had gone to stay overnight at a friend's house).
I got to my sister's house, and she had obviously been drinking wine. Almost a full bottle had been drunk alreadly, so I opened another one, poured one for me, refreshed hers, we sat on the sofa, and let her talk.
She told me that she saw her son masturbating 3 times in the last few days. Of course, I didn't let on that I knew. She was feeling sad that she didn't know what to do, if she should talk to him about it, or what.
She said she didn't know what to do, her son knowing about sex now. I asked her what she saw. She basically repeated what Bill said.
I tried to lighten the mood. I said "wow, it must have been something."
"It definitely was a shock" she answered.
Despite fighting it, I was getting turned on. "Did you see EVERYTHING?" "Yes"
"Did you see him ejaculate?" "Yes". I was getting hotter.
I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "Does he have a large, you know,..." "Melissa!" she shouted.
All of a sudden, either because she was drunk, sad about her son masturbating, or her not having anyone (husband) to help, she broke down and cried.
I held her, stroked her hair, told her she will be ok, you know the usual. She said that she is so lonely and cried some more. I held her, stroked her head, cheeks, face, stroked her shoulder all in a sisterly way.
But something happened. I could feel her breasts against mine, through our clothing, and I felt her nipples harden. I stroked her face, we looked in each other's eyes, I brushed away her tears, and went to kiss her cheeks where the tears had been.
When I did that, she turned her head (accident? purpose? I don't know) and our lips touched. You were so right, Jan, about another woman being different from a man! So soft, sensual. I moved my hands down to her breasts, gently cupping them. She cupped mine, and then we went nuts!
We kissed each other hard, like there was no tomorrow, we actually ripped buttons off of each other's blouses. I grabbed her head, pulling her to my chest. She kissed my chest, then removed my brassiere. She sucked, kissed, nibbled, licked my breasts, shoulders, neck, belly.
She went lower, lower, I gently guided her lower to my center, pulling off the rest of my clothes. She was saying how she missed making love, being close to someone. She hesitated only slightly, then parted my labia and licked and kissed me there. My sister was eating my pussy! I love those words! I came immediately!
I pushed her down on the floor, off the couch, and I returned the favor. I kissed and fondled her breasts, then kissed and licked down to her pussy.
I never saw a vagina that close before. It felt warm, moist. I put my fingers in her, and my other hand found my pussy. After a bit, I put both hands on her pussy, gently caressing it, opening her up, then licked and kissed and sucked for all I was worth.
We did this for a long, glorious time. Afterwards, holding each other naked, (trying to get my OTHER plan going) I asked: "So, you're worried about Bill and sex when you just made love to another woman-me!" She smiled and giggled. "So", I continued, "tell me about Bill. Come on. What was it like seeing him masturbate?" "I don't KNOW" she said. I smiled and reached for her pussy, playing with it some more. "I think it would have turned me on" I said. "I think that it would be fun to watch. Come on, how was his size?" I continued, actually knowing full well his size first hand.
"It was wild" was all I could get from her.
A few minutes of silence passed, then I went full gale into my plan. "Honey", I said to her, "you need to get laid by a man. I know just the one. Gary is out of town tomorrow, you're coming over tomorrow, I have a man just for you." She smiled, then said "what about BIlly?" I said I would take care of it, that I would ask his friend if he could sleep over that night. She then agreed, and gave me the number to Bill's friend.
The next morning, I called Bill's friend, got directions, and picked Bill up. I just told him to trust me; he will have fun tonight. We goofed around all day, then about 7:00 p.m. I told him to hide in the guest bedroom and wait quietly until I got him. I kissed him, fondled him (didn't want to ruin the night by getting him tired in the day.)
I called my sister, said the man is late, but come on over, he'll show soon.
She came over, I poured wine, we drank. She kept asking me about this man.. I said you'll find out. We drank some more, we loosened up, I took her to my bedroom. I pretended to hear the doorbell, and told her to wait. I left her, went to Bill in the other bedroom, and told him to follow in a few minutes, and crouch in the doorway of my bedroom.
I went back to my bedroom, my sister had already gotten naked, laying atop my bed. I turned the lights out, kept the door slightly ajar, and told my sister that "he is here, but has never seen two women make love before." I told her he was in the doorway (true), and we started making love, my sister and I. We kissed, fondled, etc. Same as before. (I'm trying to hurry this up because it's incredibly long and the main point is still coming).
After a while of making sweet love to my sister while her son was watching, I had her lay on her back. I tied her hands to the side of the bed, and put a blindfold on her, making sure that it was secure. The light was dim, but enough to see by.
I straddled her belly, while she played with my pussy and breasts. I told her "No peeking, or else neither I nor the man will make love to you ever again." She accepted. I said "Ok, man, come in, but don't say a word. Indeed, Bill came in, naked, penis erect (haven't seen him naked for a long time!)
Bill went to his mother, gently touched her breasts, belly, vagina. He fingered his mother for a bit, until all of a sudden he grunted and came all over her belly (and a bit on me). He ran from the room.
Unfortunately, that was all that happened. He got scared, and hid in the guest bedroom. I told my confused and a bit let down sister that the man was recently divorced and probably hadn't gotten over it yet (I had to think of something to say). My sister, trying to overcome the letdown, said "it's ok, because if he shoots so quickly, he's probably no good in bed!"
Well, anyway, it didn't turn out perfectly, but....