Chapter 17

It was time to end our sexcapades for the evening. Tony was drained after cumming 3 times since arriving at my house after dinner. Even if he had wanted to, I doubted that he could get it up again before morning. You might say he was “petered out.” The girls and I were also sated, and I was emotionally exhausted after all my struggles with trying to enforce and then amend my Rules.

I told the girls to pick up their PJs and go back to Kate’s room for the night. Erin said she wanted to sleep in the bed with me, and Kate agreed. But, this time I held my ground. The last thing I wanted was for these two teens to be sleeping naked in the same bed as Tony.

I had read too many stories on Mom’s Circle or other advice sites where the teen daughter sleeps appropriately dressed in the same bed as Mom and Daddy (or Mom’s date), and sometimes in the middle of the night Mom is awakened by the movement of the bed next to her. She opens her eyes to see the man fucking her daughter right next to her. Or the man is jerking off onto her sleeping daughter’s body. Or any of the other perverse ways men want to cum. That wasn’t going to happen to the girls, if I can help it.

There is an old joke about a man who tells his 40 year old wife that he is exchanging her for two 20s. I didn’t want Tony exchanging his interest in me for two impossibly cute and naked 15s sleeping right next to him.

I told the girls not to come back into the bedroom until I invited them back in. I trusted that they would follow that instruction and not sneak back in. And I told them that since Tony was in the house, Kate should close – and LOCK – her door.

Tony slept soundly. But I couldn’t keep my mind from racing. I asked myself why I didn’t say no to Tony’s sexual demands, and I worried if what the events of the evening had damaged the girls. Would they later feel that they had been molested by Tony. Or would they even feel that there were molested by me from our Friday night lesbian sleepover.

Then I realized that it was really the girls who were driving the sex forward. It was the girls who repeatedly came to peak in to see Tony fucking me, and it was the girls who asked to join me in cleaning Tony’s cock, and who wanted to taste and share his cum. Even when Tony made a suggestion for a sexual act, he left it entirely up to the girls whether to accept his suggestion or not. There certainly was no coercion by Tony. The girls were 15, curious about sex, and wanted to learn more. They were clearly enjoying all of the sex that had happened so far and seemed to be ready for more.

It was the same with the sleepover on Friday. The girls were already actively engaged in their own lesbian explorations, and I never forced them to do anything. They retained full agency over their sexual contacts and decisions.

Still, as the responsible adult, I had to set proper limits. I resolved to let the girls have their way in their curiosity, but still refuse to let them do actual harm to themselves. Fucking Tony, or even having Tony fondle them, was going to continue to be out of the question. I could allow the other actions, such as their obvious voyeurism, since they would eventually see it anyway on the internet. With that epiphany, I was finally able to go to sleep.

Sunday morning. The girls were up earlier than usual and anxious for more action before Erin had to go home at 9 AM. They looked into my bedroom just as Tony and I were waking up. I waved them into the room.

They were still naked from the evening before (or had stripped down before coming into the room). They jumped on the bed and pulled off the bed covers – revealing that Tony and I were also still naked. And Tony had morning wood.

Kate looked at Tony’s hard cock sticking up and remarked – “Gosh Mom, he must be ready for more now.”

I smiled and said, “Well, that’s the way men are in the morning whether or not they really want sex at that moment. It is a natural automatic function of their physiology. It will disappear as soon as he gets up and goes to the bathroom.”

Erin said, “Jenna, neither Kate or I have a baby brother. I have never seen how a penis works as it pees. Can we watch Tony do it?”

“That’s up to Tony, sweetie.”

“It’s OK with me,” Tony said. “The girls can even practice aiming it for me me.”

I said, “Well, here is the Rule. The girls can touch you if they wish to do so. It is wholly up to them. But, you cannot touch them ever. Not even if they ask. You keep your hands, and cock off of their bodies. I will step in and send you home Tony if you do anything at all in touching the girls.”