Chapter 4

I watched as Kathy leaned back on the couch, massaging her tits, coaxing feeling into them after being cooped up in a tight bra and snug shirt all day. Her eyes were focused intently on her son’s face, as she watched his mouth glide down about half my cock.

She instructed her son, “If you can’t get it all the way yet, use your hand and stroke him for the rest of it.”

Don’t remember her being that forgiving with me ... oh well.

She arched her groin in the air to unzip her form-fit skirt, slide it down her legs, and off. She was wearing an extremely skimpy black thong, sheer in the front so I could still see her shaved pussy right through the panties. Not that that mattered much, as she immediately took them off as well.

I had to avert my eyes briefly due to the incredible sight of Kathy’s naked body and the delicious looking pussy lips between her legs. Her son was about to get a surprise mouthful of cum and I didn’t want it to happen that fast.

“Well boys, I suppose I’ll start this way. Despite being raised in a deeply religious home, with parents constantly taking me to church, and regular reminders about the depravity of sexuality, when I hit double digits in age, my interest in sex and sexy parts and sexy things went through the roof. I knew it was natural because I had never been taught anything other than anatomy, but I could not stop thinking about penises, testes, pussies, and titties. I started touching myself not long after that, and at 14 I started to get really adventurous.”

“Sounds like us!” I said.

Kathy chuckled lightly, as the fingers of her left hand slowing stroked the pink flesh in between the shaven folds of her pussy, and her right hand massaged her breasts. “Yes it certainly seems this is a juicy age to start experimenting. Would you like to hear about my first boy toy?”

“Yeah” I Said, with Dylan giving a thumbs up with a mouth full of uncircumcised meat. He was starting to get a little better, as I had placed my hands on his head and was guiding my long fuck stick into his throat.

“Ugh god he was hot,” Kathy tossed her hair, looking up to the sky and closing her eyes as if transporting herself back 20 years ago. “Jake was his name. High school athlete, one of those guys that plays a sport each season, Football, basketball, and baseball? Mmm, I loved that he was older than me, that he could have the older girls with the bigger tits, but I got him. I got him by licking my lips until he couldn’t wait to get my tongue on his cock. He taught me how to treat a dick, and it was gorgeous. Yours actually reminds me of him, Dylan baby.”

With those words, Kathy slid off the couch beside her son, placed her hand around his cock, and gave it a loving, firm squeeze. My dick escaped his mouth and I looked down to see that Kathy used her other hand to guide my own cock into her mouth.

Dylan stared in awe as his mother closer her eyes and took me to the root, every inch into her mouth and down her throat. She then did something I could not have imagined. She extended her tongue past her lips and down the front of my balls, providing the best feeling I may have ever had on my genital area to this day.