My face was covered with the juices that were now pouring from her cunt. Her orgasm settled and my tongue took one last, lingering lap over her swollen labia and onto an engorged clit. I moved up and over her writhing body, my rock hard cock aimed directly at the place my face was a few moments ago. I could feel the heat generated by her vagina, inviting me into her.
I slid into position and felt her cunt lips opening, sucking me into her. I eased the knob of my dick inside that hot, slippery cavern, and she lifted her hips, grabbing at me, pulling me into her. I was slowly sliding in, filling her up with my flesh. I looked at her, catching her eye, seeing the wanton in her, allowing me to see deeply inside her mind, as deep as my horn would be inside her body. She seemed to use the muscles of her love canal to gasp at my dick, pulling at it, swallowing as much of it as she could get, wanting it all. Finally I could go no further, our pubic hairs mingled and she thrust at me, trying to rub her clit on my pelvis. Oh, how she wanted me, my cock inside her, she writhed and pushed at me as I drew back and pushed into her again, she shuddered at the pleasure she was getting. The body under me, accepting me, opening herself to me, thrusting up to meet me -- she was my mother.
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So where did this all start? Not a difficult question to answer, when I met Debbie. What can I say, Debbie is gorgeous, witty, dark haired, dark eyed, olive skin and exotic of eye, easy to be with and intelligent. All that and can play a piano better than anyone else I know.
I was introduced to Deb by a mutual acquaintance, at a business/social function. We both felt this immediate rapport, there was no explanation for it, and we were strongly attracted, right from the start. We talked for a short while, oblivious to the rest of the crowd. She asked me about work, so I told her I deferred college because wanted some experience first. I was working in a reasonable job for someone without a degree, with good prospects of promotion and still have time to study online or part-time. She told me she worked in the family business. She asked me if my date would not be a little unhappy about being ignored. I told her I was actually alone, I hadn't intended on staying that long, what about her boyfriend? The guy she was with was her boss and his date. She came with him as she did not feel like fighting off the unwanted attentions of some hormonally overactive male. I then asked her if he would mind if I took her home, she said no, he wouldn't mind at all. I told her she would not have to worry about fighting off the unwanted attentions of a hormonally overactive male, her response was simple, "Who said they would be unwelcome". There was nothing coquettish about this one, I thought, that is an invitation to breakfast if I am not mistaken. I was not.
What a night, we were in her bed in a few minutes of getting to her flat and by morning we were just getting to sleep. I had to call in sick that morning, she just told her boss she was going to be having sex with me for most of the day. Her boss was really her brother, but she is a part owner in her family business. Wow, how did I get to be so lucky? Charm, I would like to think, but maybe she was actually short sighted and never wore contacts. Whatever the reason, I didn't care; I just wanted to be with her.
We made love, ate, slept, woke, made love again and just could not get enough of each other. Between the sex, there was not a lot of time over, I found that not only was this beautiful woman all I ever considered I wanted in a woman, but I really liked her too.
About midday, Debbie was lying in my arms, exploring with her fingers that part of me she seemed to be attempting to wear down in a night and a day, when my cell phone rang. I heard it, but had to get up to answer it, so I just left it. About ten minutes later, Debbie had progressed to having her lips around that same part, the phone rang again. At this time, I was making sure that she was really a woman by using the best method possible, the taste test, so again I ignored it. I was lying on my back, so Debbie moved and straddled me, forcing me into her vagina as deep as she could get me, this time the phone didn't ring.
Lying quietly, still breathing heavily from our recent exertions, the phone rang again. Debbie pushed me out telling me to answer it; someone was not willing to wait. I looked at the small screen and saw it was my mother's work number.
"Yes, mother dear," I asked.
"Are you having good sex?" she asked
"Great is the word, good can be relative to anything, but great is better than good." I replied, "But how did you guess?"
"You didn't come home last night and when I rang your office, I was told you had rung in, telling them you would not be in today", she said. "Besides, a mother knows these things, they always know what is going on. Am I going to meet her?"
"I think you will, well, I hope you will."
"OK then, you coming home tonight? Your turn to cook, or do I eat out?"
"No..no.. I will be there", I turned to Debbie and asked her if she liked Malaysian chicken.
She shrugged and said, "Never tried it".
"Want to come to dinner then? I am cooking." She nodded and I told mother I would be bringing a guest.
My mother's name is Sue, she is 36, and she is a honey, even if she is my mother. I was her only baby, and she had me when she was just 16, my father was living with us for a while. Dad is a hopeless case, a dreamer. Last time I saw him I was about 12; he was going prospecting, but he had no idea what prospecting involved. I spoke to him once after that and by then he did have some idea what gold looked like, but he was still trying to strike it rich. Mom on the other hand, became eminently practical, she had to be, raising two boys, one immature, total dependent and me, a baby.
Anyway, life with mother was always interesting. When I was old enough to fend for myself, she became my friend, not my mother, and left me to live my life as best I could. Whenever I made a mess of it, Mom was always there to make sure I learned from it and helped me to move on. She was always interested in me; what I was doing, always giving of herself, without asking anything. It may seem a little strange that I was still living with my mother, but practicality ruled. It was just convenient, for both of us, we live under the same roof, but we had different lives, more like flatmates.
That night, Deb and I finally made it out of bed, even if it did take a while to get dressed. I took her home to meet mother. Sounds kind of old fashioned, but it was going to be OK, I just knew it.
And it was. The dinner went over very well, both Deb and Mom are easy people to get along with, both are beautiful and confident of whom they are. They are something of opposites to look at, Deb is dark and Sue is light, fair-haired, Deb is voluptuous, all curves and round promises, Sue is slim and taut. They are definitely different characters, but they hit it off very well straight away. For the first time, I admitted to myself that I saw Sue as a woman, not just my mother, and it shocked me. Sue was not just beautiful, but sensual and sexy and everything a man would want. I had to actually change track, otherwise I may have embarrassed myself the next time I stood up. For the first time I actually stopped to think about Sue's life since Dad left.
Sue never had a man stay overnight; in fact, I cannot remember her ever bringing a man home for anything more than dinner. She has had relationships with different men, but not very many, and always discretely. The fact is, I never knew much about her sex life, nor was I overly interested, but then, when do we ever think about our parent's sex life at all? Each generation "discovers" sex, some like it, some hate it, most are afraid of it initially, but some of them never get over puberty. These people usually become god-botherers or politicians. In the end, sex propagates the species, and that is what it is for. The fact that we are only one of three species in the world that enjoys sex for sex's sake is interesting but irrelevant, even if the other two are close relatives of ours.
In the next few weeks my life sort of returned to normal, well, as normal as it could while this beautiful woman was pampering me. Deb started staying nights, as I did at her place. I am not sure what Sue was doing, but I started getting some odd looks when Deb and I slept in my room. I really felt though that Deb was becoming the daughter that Sue never had. They just got on really well. Sue saw I was happy and Debbie was always glad to be with me. Sue was happy that I was happy.
It wasn't long though before Debbie and I discussed moving into one home, our own. As soon as I mentioned it to Sue, she just shut down. I had expected some reaction, but not this one. We had always been open and honest, which is difficult to maintain when growing up, but we had. I was not sure why she reacted the way she did, and it did worry me - a lot. I spoke to Debbie about it and she assured me that it was just a mother thing; her little boy was now grown up and ready to leave the nest. Maybe to start a family of his own, to which I raised my eyebrow, but Debbie reassured me that it would be a while and a decision of "if and/or when" for both of us, and that would be in the future, long into the future.
"You look just like your mother when you do that, you know" Debbie said, "Raise your eyebrow, and it is just so sexy." She gave me a look that said, "Now, buddy"
Within moments our clothes were almost off and we were just going at it. There was nothing for it, we just liked to fuck, at every opportunity we got. We made sure we got plenty of opportunity. Debbie seemed to come quickly, as her orgasmic pussy squeezed my dick and I felt that rush of hormones and semen leaving my body, shooting deeply into Debbie.
One evening before I went to pick Deb up, Sue said, "Instead of leaving and setting up you own place, why don't you and Deb live here? We can put a room over the garage, and I can live up there. I would be out of the way."
"Mom, we do not want to put you out of your home. That would not be fair. You have done a lot of work to this place, you should enjoy it."
"Well, that may be," she replied, "But the place would be empty without you. It would only be a shell, and I could not live here anymore."
This was unexpected, but something that I would be discussing with Deb. "OK, we can discuss this."
Within days Deb moved in, and life was good. What can I say, living with two beautiful women sleeping with one was just paradise. One night when Sue was working late, and we knew she was not going to be home, we got more than a little frisky in the lounge. I had Deb bent over the coffee table, on her knees, and ramming my rampaging cock into her. I had her on the verge of cumming, I could feel that tension she gets and the sound she makes when she is about to cum and I just lost it, cumming just as Deb came, hard.
Seconds later we heard a door close, so we scrambled for clothes and quickly dressed as Mom went into the kitchen, banging around making lots of noise. We laughed and quickly recovered, sitting on the lounge when Mom finally came in to say hi. I didn't think too much of it, but later when in bed Deb asked me if I knew that Sue was actually watching us and left only after I had cum. I was surprised and a little embarrassed. Deb told me it was OK; she was actually turned on even more when she realised that Sue was watching. I asked Deb if she was becoming an exhibitionist. We laughed and made love again. I must admit that there was a bit of a thrill knowing I had an audience -- especially Sue.
A couple of weeks later I was informed by my employer that I was expected to attend a regional office with my supervisor for a series of meetings and workshops. My boss told me that we would be taking a car, going down early in the morning and returning late the next day, so pack a bag. It was only two and a half hours away but the hotels there were OK, so it gave us an opportunity to meet some people. This suited me, as low man on the totem, I was happy to be making contacts throughout the company. Never know what opportunities would present themselves from this sort of thing.
Deb was not overly happy about me being away, but helped me pack, and made sure I had little energy for anything other than sleeping that night. Sometime in the night I woke up feeling this warm moist mouth wrapped around my rapidly hardening cock. Feeling her head moving up and down and her lips on my shaft with that tongue lapping at the glans was a real incentive to come home early. Deb took as much of my nearly seven inches into her throat as she could, then sucked all the way up the shaft, before plunging down to get as much as she could again. I felt the knob touching her tonsils, then her tongue on the underside of the shaft and knob as she pulled back and to feel that softness again as my dick slid back into her throat again. The sensation of such a caring head job was too much and I felt my dick getting extra hard, swelling further in preparation for a shot of semen. I told Deb to stop but she just kept going as I came in her mouth, twice I shot, then a third and forth time, a full load into her mouth.
We slept again and in the morning, Deb again sucked me hard. This time she rode me, bouncing up and down on my dick, using her cunt to draw as much of me into her as she could, trying to drag my cum from me. It took a while and Deb certainly came twice, but she kept going and eventually she got what she wanted. I felt my cum shooting, defying gravity as it passed into her.
Relaxing afterward, gasping for air more like it, we hugged and Debbie told me that this was the first time I would be away from her for a night since about the second or third week after we met. I responded by hugging her and telling her I loved her and would be missing her that night. This is what she wanted to hear, and I was glad I said it as she then licked me clean. Although I did not get much more than a three-quarter bar, the sensation of Debbie licking both our juices from my dick and balls was unbelievable, her tongue sliding over me, wiping the stickiness into her mouth. That was just so sexy, so erotic, what a way to start a day. Eventually though, I had to go, and sit through a day of meetings and a workshop.
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I was pounding into Sue, as she was grinding up to me. The smell of sex and sensuality of the moment was strong, overwhelming us, taking us to new heights. Our lust driving us on and on, we were seeking more and more pleasure from each other. I felt the nerves in my dick growing, demanding more and more of my willpower to stop me from exploding. Sue wrapped her legs around me, moving in time with my harder and harder thrusts. I needed to take my mind off the sex and concentrate on something else, hoping that would help me hold on longer, keep it going. The smell of sex, the odour of lust was getting to me, I needed to think of something else. Now, where was I, oh yes....
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During the day, it became obvious that the convener of the workshop was not well. Early that evening, word came that he was not going to be well enough to continue the next day, the remaining workshops would be put back a week. My boss decided that we would not stay; he wanted to get home so we left. I sent a text message to Deb we were on our way home and I should be in by about 11:30pm or so. Deb would probably be having dinner with Mom so she would not see it until later. My boss dropped me at the office, where I had left my car and I went home getting home about 11:45pm.
Everything seemed normal, but as soon as I opened the door, I heard Debbie. I know that sound, she was cumming, hard. WTF? I thought. She is fucking someone else? How could she? I was devastated. After what happened that morning, how could she?
Like a zombie I walked towards the sound coming from the lounge and there it was, the evidence, right before me. However, the head between Debbie's thighs was blonde, the hair long and I saw this naked ass wiggling, a well shaved snatch with lips distending the whole thing. God! It was a woman, and not just any woman; it was my mother!
There was Debbie, on the couch, her legs spread with Sue licking her cunt. My mother and my lover were having lesbian sex. Stunned, I made a noise, saw Sue spin about to see me. For some reason, I noticed her tits, they were largish, hanging down and swaying with her movement, the shock of discovery clearly on her face. Debbie opened her eyes and looked at me, not betraying any shock, or surprise. She smiled a little, not the smile of a predator, or of someone who has won a victory, but the knowing smile of someone who knew what was going through my mind better than I did. I slowly walked into the kitchen and plunked into a chair with the images of Mom's excited cunt, her swaying tits, her cunt, her tits. Debbie, naked on the lounge, looking at me. Mom and Debbie with aroused pussies and hardened nipples. I was confused, outraged, angry, and aroused, all at the same time. However, there was something else, jealousy. Why should I feel jealous? And what was I feeling jealous about?
A few moments later, Debbie came into the kitchen, sitting opposite me at the table. I did not look at her. She sat, looking at me; I could feel her eyes on me. She just sat saying nothing doing nothing. Somewhere I could hear Sue crying, the sound making my heartache.
"I- I- So, what is this all about then?" I could think of nothing else to say. My mind was in neutral, just numb.
"As soon as I met Sue, I felt an affinity that was close to what I feel with you. The more time I spent with her I found the deeper became our relationship. Tonight we just felt that it was time to take our relationship to a new level, a different place."
I snorted, "Bullshit, you and Mom..." I petered out, I could not think of anything to say that would cover what I felt.
"No, the thing is that it is not me and your mother, it is you and your mother."
I looked at her funny, "Oh no, don't you dare put this on me!"
"No, I wasn't," she gave me that look again, "I mean the first time I saw you two together I thought that you have a special relationship, you were a couple, not mother and son, but partners."
"I used to think so, until now"
"I have watched you together. I have seen how you look at each other. I seen how you touch each other, how you hug. That sort of closeness is a real love, and I do not want to destroy that."
"Should have thought about that before you and Mom..."
"I did, and you haven't."
"Bullshit! Why? Why did you do this? The pair of you?"
"Now is the time when you need to be honest with yourself. OK, I will tell you what I thought. The first time I saw you and Sue together, I thought that maybe you had been sleeping together. If you were not still doing it then you had in the past. It was obvious to me that you really wanted her."
This stunned me. "Never happened, never considered it. Well, OK, during early puberty I tried to sneak looks of Sue in the tub, or shower or in bed, what boy doesn't? She was very careful never to allow that to happen." I replied
"I felt it," Deb went on. "What you did not pick up on was the Sue felt pretty much the same way, she wants you, only she does not have the courage to follow that up, or if she does, she has buried it. Look, you love each other, and you both needed to allow that to come out. I felt that it needed to come out, you need to be with her and she with you."
"No, nonsense-
"It is not nonsense, it is real! And this was the only way that I could think of that could let you see what you and she really wanted."
"No---no!" I denied.
"Yes, you think about it, all the times we talked about Sue and how many times we would make love after, or even during such a talk. A few weeks back when you thought she almost caught us fucking in the lounge. She was really watching, and when I told you, that night we made love twice more. Remember that?"
All of a sudden it made sense. I knew it; I wanted to have sex with Mom. I thought of the girls I had already had, and with every one of them at some stage I would picture Sue under me, or on top, when I was fucking them. Every time I had some girl sucking my cock, or I was going down on her, I would picture Sue being the woman I was with. Sometimes it would only be a fleeting glimpse, sometimes a very strong impression, and a few times it was a full on fantasy. Even Debbie. The night she referred to, I was really fucking Sue. Even the night I lost my virginity, the girl I wanted to be there was really Sue, I can't even remember the girl's name, but I wanted it to be Sue. All throughout my active sex live, I really wanted Sue, but I had buried it, refusing to acknowledge it before now.
"I know." I whispered. Debbie stopped and looked at me.
"Good, some honesty at last. What do you want to do about it now?"
"What can I do?"
"Sue is down in her room crying her eyes out thinking you will hate her. Right now she is devastated but she feels the same you about you as you do her. I think you better go and tell her it is OK, then make love to her. Stay the night with her."
"I don't know..."
"I do, just trust me. She will love you back. Don't knock, just go in and talk to her, then make love to her. She loves you too."
Deb stood, came around the table and took me by the hand, leading me to Mom's door. She looked at me as if saying that it will be OK if I do what she says. I reached for the door handle and turned it, opening the door then I went in.
Sue had been lying down, but when the door opened she had sat up, tears rolling down her cheeks. She trembled, sobs wracking her body. She had put a nightie on and without looking at me, she said "I am sorry, I am so sorry."
I said nothing at this point. I did not trust myself. I felt the blood pounding in my heart, the rush of adrenaline that tells me I am about to do something unbelievable. Crossing the room towards her I reached out and touched her cheek. Sue flinched, like I was going to strike her.
I reached around her and pulling her tear swollen face towards me, I said, "I love you Mom, more than anything. I need you." I then kissed her cheeks, gently, then her lips. I lingered on her lips and the kiss became more passionate.
Initially Sue began to resist, but I held her, and intensified my kiss. Eventually, we broke apart and Sue looked at me with a mixture of fear, of uncertainty on her face. I held her again, easing her backwards onto the bed, kissing her again, with all the love I felt.
"It will be OK," I said, "I love you, and I know you love me."
I reached for her breast and started to knead it through her gown.
"What are you doing?" she exclaimed, but she did not resist.
"What I have wanted to do since I learned the differences between boys and girls. I am going to love you, like I should have done years ago."
"But this is wrong-"
"No, its not. I love you and I desire you. And I am going to have you."
I continued to play with her breast while kissing her. Sue did not put up too much of a struggle and was actually returning my kisses. She did not pretend anymore, she had no need to. I ran my hand over her, feeling the rough outline of her pudenda and her pubic hair made silken by the intervening material. I reached under the nightie, working my roaming hand back to her mons. I ran my fingers down over her labia and back up again, feeling the wetness already there. One last struggle with her conscience here, but I won out as I continued to work my way down to touching her clit. Sue spread her legs a little, even as the last of her protests were making their way to me.
I worked my fingers down well and truly into the labia, eventually inserting a finger into her. As I reached this goal, Sue sharply inhaled, I had obviously touched her where she enjoyed it. She immediately responded to my touch by thrusting her hips onto my probing fingers, so it was that I was going to fuck my mother. Perhaps this would be the first time in a lot of times, but for the moment, I felt I had years to catch up on. I felt her fingers flying over me, and it seemed only moments passed and I was naked before her. I kept masturbating her,
Feeling her arousal, I quickly replaced my fingers with my tongue and I licked her clit, then down the labia to the vulva and back up again. Sue went wild, she ground her crutch into my mouth. I felt her clit swell, harden to a size I have never felt with any woman before and she exploded in an orgasm. Sue moaned and grunted at the same time. She threw her hips around in a frenzied action mashing into my mouth. Soon she relaxed and breathed that deep sigh of contentment. My face was covered with her cum, slick and wet. I began to move...
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I soon felt that same frenzied movement as she was on the verge of cumming again. Her actions became jagged, erratic but she drew as much of my dick into herself as she could every time I thrust into her. Moments later she moaned and choked and grunted as she came. She pulled me into her as hard as she could, with every muscle in spasm and I kept thrusting at her. Hard she came, again and again I felt the muscles in her twat grabbing at my dick, demanding that I too should cum. I could no longer hold it and so I did.
I felt that tingling in the end of my dick, spreading into the scrotum. Soon my balls just convulsed as I felt the semen shooting from me. The thrill of ejaculating was made more intense by the fact of the person I was cumming in was my mother. I must have shouted something as I came, and Sue was just saying "Yes, cum in me, cum in me" as I came.
Taking my time to get off Sue, I was kissing her, touching her breasts and just trying to catch my breath. Sue was saying something but I was not hearing it, the power of my cumming was so strong, my heart was pumping and blood rushing that I just could not hear anything. I rolled onto my side, one arm flung across Sue, my palm resting on her breast. I could feel the nipple, still as hard, engorged and excited.
"How did you know?" Sue asked.
I shook my head to clear it, "Know what?"
"That I wanted this as much as you?"
"I didn't. Or rather, I denied it. Deb.." I left it there.
"She knew all along, didn't she." Mom stated. I nodded. "How? I thought I was alone in my fantasy. I did not think that anyone would pick it."
"I don't know either Mom..er..Sue." Somehow it no longer seemed appropriate that I call her `Mom'. "Body language, I guess. But then, she did grill me pretty hard about you after she met you for the first time."
"And me too, about you I mean. She wanted to know everything, every opportunity she got she asked more questions. She is very bright, I guess we could not hide it from her."
"No, we hid it better from each other than from her."
I was quiet for a moment or two, "What made you do it? I mean have sex with Deb? I have never known you to be that close to any woman, apart from Grandma."
"Well, I have never been overly involved with men. Your father is probably the only one who actually caught me. I have had the odd lover here and there, but never anyone close," She started, "Then I met Julia."
This is someone new; I had never met Julia.
"Julia and I became lovers, but you were too young to remember. I was lonely, your father was too involved in himself to notice, or care. But ultimately, I refused to leave him or you for her, so she left. When I went back to work I came to realize that Julia was like your father, she too would never settle down, so it was a good choice. When your father left, I was not overly interested in sex at all. However, I still had the odd male and very occasionally a woman. Then I watched you grow up and become manlier. For some reason, I had more sex after you reached puberty, but I did not understand why. I never brought them home because I did not want you to feel jealous or embarrassed. Eventually I figured it out, I wanted you, I wanted to have sex with you from the time you were about twelve or thirteen, and I did not want you to even think about me having a sex life. Most children don't think about their parents sex life at all, so that part was easy. Then tonight it all changed"
"Yes, but why now? Why Debbie?"
"Debbie did not do too much to seduce me, nor I her. This has been brewing for months, ever since we first met. She made it happen tonight, and I responded to her. I was horny, have been for weeks. Listening to you guys at it almost every night. You know how many times I wanted to jump into bed with you two? I could not be jealous of her; I could see she was making you so happy. I really did not want to spoil it for either of you. We had a couple of drinks and we were talking then one thing led to another. Next thing I knew, we were kissing and undressing each other. I was .. well, you know what I was doing when you walked in."
The memory of what they were doing, and Sue's confession about being involved with other women, well, it certainly made my blood boil, quite obviously.
"Ooohhh look," Sue pointed, "It's alive!"
Sue began to stroke my cock and moments after had positioned herself to take a much closer look. I felt her lips on my glans, her tongue licking at the hole in the knob. Her hand was gently wrapped around the shaft as her lips then parted and slid over my dick. Sue licked and sucked my dick, giving me a head job that was the best ever. Her head bobbed up and down, taking a lot of me into her mouth. Debbie sucks cock with the best of them, but Sue, well, her technique is not as good as Debbie's but it is really something special.
I was in paradise as Sue was blowing me. Even after I had just fucked her, I was erect again and she was sucking me. What an evening I had. The pleasure I got from that sucking was unbelievable. The sweep of sensations from my dick was just incredible. Even though I thought there was no way I could cum again in such a short time, she just kept sucking and eventually, I got that feeling I was going to blow. The waves of pleasure again swept over me, my balls again contracted, and I blew another load, this time into her mouth. I was dumbfounded, my mother, was an almost expert fellatiatrix. I just never thought of her like that. I had fantasized about this, but this was one case where the reality more than matched the fantasy.
We slept then for a while. I woke after a few hours then reaching out for her naked body, I ran my hands down her to feel the taut muscles brought about by hours of workouts and walking. Her breasts, larger than life were soft and the nipples hardened under my gentle stroking. I slowly worked my way down over her stomach, eventually reaching that object I was looking for. Sue was already on her back, her legs slightly spread, breathing slowly, evenly. I began to masturbate her, rubbing the clit, fingering the vulva, while making sure that she was sleeping. I rubbed her like this for a while, and was rewarded by the response of her sleep moans, her rhythmic breathing quickening, becoming ragged then her pushing herself into my hand as she came.
I knew she woke then, as she reached for me and pulled me onto her, forcing my now erect cock into her soaking pussy. Again we fucked and again I cum inside her. And it was sleepy sex. We both lapsed into sleep within minutes of finishing.
The room was lit by the sunlight as we woke to the sound of a gentle knock on the door. Damn, I had slept in. Deb entered, carrying a tray filled with coffee and dry toast, fruit and cheese.
"Time to wake up I am afraid." She said. Sue moved and without pulling the sheet up just lazily stretched, like a cat after sleeping. Why not, I thought, she looks like she just swallowed a canary, well OK, not a canary, but a dick.
"I have already rang your bosses and told them you are not well, and will not be in today. And as it is a Friday, I thought we could all just stay home and do what we wanted to do for the entire weekend."
"OK, enough," I said, "Now tell me why"
"Simple, I love you both. I could do with you both, what you both wanted to do with each other. But there would not be any sneaking behind anyone's back, no lies. This is the way it has to be; we all share a bed. The only way that could happen was if you two shed your inhibitions and accepted that you needed to become lovers. Look, I have no idea why you turn me on so much, but you both do, it has to be the smells of you, you both smell the same, and taste remarkably alike. When I am kissing you, at either end, you taste the same. Whatever - but I know that I cannot be without either of you. But I prefer to have both of you, at the same time, as often as I can."
"Our living together will not be easy, we are going to have to work out new rules. Like who sleeps where and when."
"Nah." I said, "I am going to buy us a king sized bed, that way we can all sleep together and still have room for plenty of sex. If one of us wants a night off, then we can sleep here."
"I don't know," Sue said, "it is not going to be that easy."
"Well, for the moment, I am going to the bathroom." I commented.
I left and went to perform my normal morning routine. After showering I went back to the bedroom where I found Sue and Deb picking up from where I had interrupted them the previous evening. They were on the bed, Sue on her back with Deb, her delightful ass in the air, her face plunging into Sue's trimmed pussy. I could not help myself, I had to, and my dick had sprung erect at that wonderful sight. I plunged my fingers into Deb's obviously aroused vulva, making sure she was moist enough. Mounting her from behind, I rammed my cock into her as deep as I could get. Deb's gasped at my first touch and when my dick went into her she just about screamed with pleasure.
Sue was watching me, "Go on, give it to her, ram it in there! All the way!"
I pumped her pussy hard, squashing the cheeks of her ass with my thrusts, causing ripples to flow up and away from the crack of her ass. Deb's efforts with her tongue must have been doubled, as it wasn't long before Sue started cumming and shortly after that, so did Deb. I was still nowhere near it and Deb collapsed in front of me.
"Come on, I want to see you fucking your mother." She gasped. "You watched me, now I want to watch you."
So I did, I fucked Sue, ploughing that beautiful pussy with my love stick. Sue came again, and again, as Debbie was sucking in her tits. Believe me, there is a direct relationship between a woman's tits and her labia, especially after she has suckled a baby.
"Come in her," Deb said, "I want you to come in her, I want to eat her out."
So I did, the thought of watching Debbie eat out Sue after I had cum in her was too much, I just lost it and irrespective of how much I had cum the night before, I unloaded lots into Sue at that moment. I collapsed for a moment or two and eased myself off Sue, and Deb just went straight in, replacing me. I could see her tongue flickering on the outside, licking Sue's pubic hair. Deb lifted Sue's knees, spreading her a bit to lick down over the vulva and into the ass, down catching the dribbles of both our cum. Soon Sue's mons was almost completely covered by Deb's mouth and I could hear the slurping sounds of Deb sucking at Sue's cunt.
Sue pulled me closer as she reacted to Deb's lickings and said "I want your cock, in my mouth. Right now." And being a dutiful son, I obliged her by moving up the bed and feeding my now limp dick into her. However, it was not limp for too long as that mouth caressed and slid over me. Filling Sue's mouth with my hard dick was a real turn on. Although I did not cum then, I was still able to fuck both of them again. They came, and came again, for hours.
Sue introduced Deb to two of her old friends, Tag and Hobbes. Tag is a double-ended dildo of soft plastic and Hobbes was a big tiger striped vibrator. I must admit it was really something for me to learn that Sue had a small but well used and very friendly collection of dildos and vibrators. Each had their own name and one special one she named after me, which was the most worn by the looks of it. I was astounded that the girls could pleasure each other for hours using these things, and I was somewhat put out by it after the first novelty wore off. They both assured me that while vibrators and dildos were fun, they needed an attached warm body for real pleasure. That made me feel so much better, so much more needed.
By the way, working out new living rules was not easy, but we did it and we are still together. Our unusual domestic arrangements are still working. Deb and Sue and I mostly sleep in the king sized bed I bought that weekend. One of us will sleep in Sue's old room when we feel like it. Remarkably, we have learned that patience and understanding of each other helps us. I am pretty sure that the sight of Deb and Sue in a 69er is better than viewing the Mona Lisa. I know that being sucked by Debbie while I am tonguing Sue's clit is a much more rewarding experience than climbing Everest. I have seen Sue eating Deb after I have filled her love tunnel with cum, and the reverse. And I love it, and them. I never want to be apart from them.