Chapter 26: Mom!

A few days later, Lisbeth started on her pills and I decided to bring Donny and Mom together. It wasn't hard, but Lisbeth needed to be out of the house, and I wanted more than a two-hour window to do what I had in mind. I checked with Mom to see if my timing was right, and she said it was. I had to wait until the first week in September before all the pieces fell into place.

It was a weekend, and I had allowed Lisbeth to spend the night at Aubrey's house. Donny had been mowing the grass that day and helping Mom with her garden, so I knew he'd be fresh and ready. He and I hadn't made love in two days, so I was horny, and he had mentioned that morning about our need to 'talk a little bit', which was his euphemism for private time in the sack.

I cooked supper and warned my mother, and shortly after the dishes were done she left the room. I knew she was going to take a shower and make herself pretty. That left Donny and me sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee.

I touched the back of his hand and tapped it once or twice. "Are you ready for an adventure into the unknown?" I asked.

He got this sheepish grin on his face and said, "I guess so."

"Let's go take a shower together," I smiled. "Mom will join us later."

He tried to get lucky in the shower, but I pushed him away. "Patience, my man, patience."

"I'm nervous," he admitted.

"Making love with Mom is a little different from making love with me, but I think you'll like it," I said.

He shrugged as if to say, 'we'll see'.

We dried ourselves and went into our bedroom, and I started putting on a frilly nightie, complete with G-string panties and a flimsy bra.

"What's that for?" he pointed.

"For you to take off, dummy! Sex is on the menu, but the main course tonight is romance."

His face lit up with a big smile, and he said, "Aaaaaaahhhhhh!"

We sprawled on the bed and started kissing and fooling around. His cock got half hard, and I was playing with it when Mom came in. Her hair was brushed and she was wearing some sultry perfume, very light but noticeable. She was dressed in an ankle length ivory peignoir that concealed absolutely nothing. I could clearly see her pubes and her areoles as she strode into the room pushing our microwave cart, which was laden with food. Two wine bottles nestled in ice were in a bucket at one end, and a white linen cloth hid the rest.

She pushed the cart near the bed and said, "If things work out the way I hope, we could all use a snack later." Looking at me, she added, "The microwave is on the counter in the kitchen; this was the only thing I could find that was big enough."

I sat up and said, "No problem. What did you fix?"

"Cheese, two kinds; crackers, two kinds; apple chunks, cold raw peach slices, grapes, two bottles of wine — white and rosé — and peanut butter."

I licked my lips and murmured, "Yummy!"

Mom sat on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. I knew she was nervous, but it didn't show.

She looked at Donny and said, "I'm going through the change, and I don't get quite as lubricated as I used to. In case it becomes a problem, I brought some goo." She held up a tube of KY for a moment and then laid it on the nightstand.

Donny smiled and nodded his understanding, and Mom glanced from me to him and back. I decided to be the conductor of our erotic chorus. I moved away from Donny and swung my legs over the edge of the bed.

Patting Mom's arm, I said, "Go over closer to Donny and get acquainted. He likes to kiss, and he has about half a boner right now."

Donny blushed a bit, and Mom slid closer to him, arranging herself on her back. She held out her hand in invitation, and Donny lay down beside her. Their kisses were tentative at first, but within minutes her peignoir was off and Donny was caressing bare skin. When Donny hesitated touching her breasts, Mom took his hand and put it on them. One of her hands was on his stiff penis and the other was holding the back of his head.

I heard small murmurings and breathing noises from both of them, and Mom's nipples were really tight. In a coordinated move, Donny's boxers came off and he moved on top of her; moments later he was kissing his way south. He got to her fur and teased her a little bit, and then went to work. I knew she enjoyed it, because I saw her fingertips come to rest on top of Donny's head. She did the same thing to me when we made love.

She came, almost silently except for the sudden grunt and an exhalation of air. Her tummy fluttered a couple times and I saw her toes curl, too. I can't say watching is for everybody, but I saw two of the people I loved the most share their love with each other. It made me hornier than I was already, and my fingers delved into my underwear. I was wet.

They ignored me for the most part, smiling and touching each other. Mom put out her hands and pulled Donny to her, then they kissed for a time. Her thighs opened wider and Donny fell slowly between them. They both put their hands down there for a moment, and then Mom crossed her ankles behind his back and nodded.

Donny is skillful and gentle in bed, but I saw Mom wince as he got fully seated inside her. They shared another kiss or two and some words I didn't hear, and then he started to move. She put her hands on his hips and closed her eyes. While he stroked, he bent his head and sucked her nipples; to make it easier for him, she cupped her breasts and held them up. As she got closer, she forgot all about her boobs and gripped his waist.

Her hips began moving in counterpoint, and her thrusts met his, with a small wiggle at the instant of joining in the center. Not long after that, he pushed deep and stayed there, preventing Mom from moving. Her face contorted into an awful grimace and she tried to straighten her legs. Her fingers dug into Donny's sides and she moaned, a breathy wail of joy.

Donny's hips moved back a few inches, probably to take another stroke, and Mom's moved up to meet him. Donny froze where he was. With her body curled into a bow, her tummy fluttered as her orgasm overtook her. When it ended, she slumped onto the bed and her legs fell to the sheets. Donny stayed where he was, kissing her neck and shoulders.

Then I heard, "Let me up, please. I have to pee."

Donny pulled out, his engorged penis waving in the air. It softened a bit as Mom got out of bed and tiptoed into the bathroom, holding her hand between her legs.

I moved over to him and whispered, "Did you come yet?"

"No, but I'm close," he whispered back.

Mom returned and I got out of her way.

She sat on the bed and took Donny's hand in hers, then said, "That was very good. Thank you."

He smiled at her and said, "I'm not done yet. Are you tired?" She shook her head slowly and Donny wiggled his finger at her, the universal gesture of 'Come here'. She smiled and allowed him to wrap her in his arms.

They ended up on their left sides and after they kissed a few times, Donny reinserted his penis into her pussy. She moved her legs up toward her chest to give him better access, and raised her upper leg. I could see his shaft wrinkling skin as it moved, pushing her labia inside her as it entered, and pulling them alongside as it slid out. She got wet almost immediately, and I could see her lips glisten with the lubrication. Her scent got stronger, too.

They went on this way for several minutes. Mom arched her back to get him deeper, and he thrust a bit harder to please her. I heard soft words like "there, right there" and "slower" from her, and words like "better?" and "do that again" from him.

I was watching closely from only two feet away, when Mom opened her eyes and looked at me.

She smiled and said, "Come to me, baby; love me now."

I lay down beside her and kissed her, pulling her upraised leg over my hip. Our breasts were touching and my nipples got hard. I reached down and caressed her clit, a very firm bump that was slick with her juices. Her hands squeezed my breasts as we kissed with passion. Our tongues became more active and the kisses weren't always on center, but I didn't care. The object tonight was for Mom to have a good time, and I'd do anything to insure that happened.

She gasped loudly and clutched the sheet, squinting her eyes and turning her head toward the pillow. Our kiss broken, I reached for Donny's hip. I urged him on, silently mouthing, 'yes, harder, don't stop'.

She trembled almost violently as she came, and let out a drawn-out vibrato moan of "oooooooooooooohhh."

We held Mom between us for two or three minutes, rubbing her back and hips, gently massaging her breasts — that was my job! — and lightly kissing her. When the last aftershock died away, she grinned at me.

"Don't lose this guy, okay?"

Donny's prick was limp and soft; the trail of white goop oozing from its tip ran down Mom's leg and onto the sheet. Her parted labia began to close, and Donny's cum oozed from the gap. I'd had two small finger comes, and Mom had enjoyed two really nice ones. Donny sat up and looked at the food on the cart.

I said, "Why don't we take a break and meet back here in five?"

Donny nodded and started eating. I went with Mom to the bathroom, where I knelt in front of her as she sat on the pot. Cum dribbled in small globs and strings from her pussy and splashed into the bowl.

"Did you enjoy it?" I asked, smoothing her hair away from her face.

"I loved it," she said, smiling. "He's a little bigger around than your dad was. I'm going to be stiff in the morning."

"I'm glad you liked him; I was worried you wouldn't, and then the three of us couldn't be together."