Chapter 15

Once we all were in the bedroom, I sat on the bed waiting to be told what would happen next. The girls were standing next to me, and Tony was laying on the bed, his cock and balls on display for all to see. I am sure he was enjoying showing off his equipment to two teenagers. They looked from him to me and back again, in anticipation.

I thought Tony would probably put me in a position where I would face the girls, and that was fine with me. I needed to see Erin’s face as I climaxed. I actually wondered for a second whether I could ever orgasm again without seeing her face.

Then Tony, ever the provocateur, said:

“OK, kids. You get to call the shots this time. How do you want me to fuck Jenna? She will do what ever you say, right Jenna?”

I blushed, my voice caught in my throat, and then just nodded with my acquiescence.

Kate started out: “Can we see Mom give you a blow job?”

“Sure. She needs to get me hard again.”

So he got up and walked over to the side where I was sitting and presented himself to me. With Kate and Erin standing beside him, I reached out and took hold of Tony’s cock and brought it to my mouth. I began blowing him, with one hand on his shaft and the other on his balls.

“See kids, this is how it is done. She is doing it just right. One day, you’ll both have a chance to try this out on your boyfriends, and they will love it.”

Erin asked, “Tony, do you cum in her mouth.”

It was almost as if I wasn’t there at all. Just Tony and the two girls talking about me in the third person, as a sex toy for Tony.”

“Yeah, she likes the taste of my cum, don’t you?”

I nodded, without taking my mouth off of Tony’s cock.

Kate said, “Yuk! What does she do with it when it is in her mouth?

“She swallows it usually.”

“Eww. Mom, that is sooo gross.”

Erin asked, “Tony are you going to cum in her mouth this time?” (Again, I am almost just a receptacle here, not even spoken of in my own name.)

“Do you kids want me to?’

“Yes,” Erin pipped in first, joined by Kate saying “we want to see you cum in her mouth.”

So I picked up the pace and intensity, and spent more attention to Tony’s balls as well. My ex-husband loved blow jobs and I had become pretty good at it over the years of our marriage.

As Tony started cumming, the girls got closer to see the action. They saw me take in most of the cum, with a small dribble leaking out of the side of my mouth and on to my chin.

I was about to swallow it when Tony said, “Jenna give the kids a taste of it. They haven’t had a chance to taste just the cum.”

I couldn’t talk with a mouthful of cum (it wouldn’t have been polite manners), but I shook my head in protest. “MMMMM!”

Kate put her finger on the dribble on my chin and smelled and tasted the cum. “It smells funny and tastes weird.”

Tony said, “Erin you kissed Jenna before. Why don’t you try kissing her again now?”

I don’t know whether I hated or loved Tony at that moment. Probably both emotions were there, like the proverbial good and bad angels on my shoulders.

Erin leaned over and put her lips on mine. I knew I should keep my lips tightly closed and not share Tony’s cum with her, but that bad angel won out and I opened my lips a bit and pushed some cum into her mouth with my tongue. She kissed me back, her tongue entering my mouth and searching for Tony’s cum. Heaven. We shared another bit of cum before she pulled away. “Kate, yeah, it does taste weird.”

Tony instructed me to swallow the rest and show the girls my mouth afterwards to prove that I did.

Afterwards, I got up and went to the bathroom to get some mouthwash and clean my face. I looked in the mirror and wondered why I was letting all this happen. I was really a good Mom and this isn’t what I had planned for the evening. Sure, I was going to let the girls watch me fuck, but from a distance and for their own masturbatory pleasure. This was supposed to be harmless voyeurism, not actual sexual contact. Where was my line now? Would Tony want them to get naked? Would he want to touch them? Would he want to fuck them? Did I have the resolve to stop them if they wanted to fuck him? I couldn’t let any of that happen. There had to be a red line somewhere.