Chapter 3

"John, you can't possibly be serious here!" Mom exclaimed as she sat trying to cover her full breasts with one arm placed over her chest, the other ... her hand now vainly trying to cover the dark patch of pussy hair covering her mound. Neither one of which, she was succeeding in doing very well. "I'm your mother!" She added to that as though the rationale of that would make further sense.

"Yeah, you are. My very hot sexy mother, and my very hot sexy Aunt! And I'm at least being honest here ... it was hot watching the two of you, obviously..." I said looking down at my own erection, though I had to almost chuckle as mom's eyes had hardly wavered from staring at my stiff-standing prick. So was my Aunt, but she was making no fuss about any of this, and had actually taken a seat next to mom on her lounge chair boldly looking at me, even going so far as to lick her lips. "Come on mom, what's the harm here? Obviously, you two were enjoying all this ... just as much as I was enjoying watching the two of you. So don't try and tell me you're not excited, or aroused ... even now. Wouldn't you enjoy seeing your own son beating his meat while the two of you pleasured one another? Doesn't the thought of me stroking this hard fucking cock of mine thrill you, excite you?" I pressed, purposely running my hand up and down my shaft while both my Aunt and mother continued to look on.

I was about as horny as I'd ever been. But playing this silly charade with them was too much fun. As easy as I believe it would have been to press the issue even further, I actually wanted to draw this out even more. Eventually reaching the point where it was mom begging for it ... begging for me, which would make the surrender of her desires all the sweeter when they happened.

"But..." she drooled, not really going anywhere else with it. Her eyes still locked on my cock. I had squeezed it, knowing even without looking that a nice fat droplet of juice was even then beginning to string off the tip of my prick. Glancing down, I saw it lengthen, a clear little ribbon of pre-cum fuck juice even then starting to hang suspended from the tip of my hard, horny cock as she sat there mouth open taking it in. I glanced back towards her, the arm she'd been using to futilely cover herself with, was moving. Her fingers already scissoring one of her hard extended nipples, and I was sure she hadn't even realized it yet. My Aunt, pretty much put an end to whatever hesitation mom may have had. She simply crawled up further into the lounge chair, straddling mom.

"Here, move your leg over just a little. Yes ... that's it!" My Aunt Susan said as she positioned herself directly over mom. As she did that, I took the opportunity to move over closer to the two of them, now standing beside the lounger they were sharing as my Aunt deftly positioned herself, one leg going over one of mom's and the other under, effectively scissoring one another in this fashion right there in the chair. Now pressed cunt to cunt ... she began slowly gyrating herself against mom's widely displayed pussy. "There, that's better ... don't you think?" Mom moaned, momentarily closing her eyes as she did, and then opening them to glance out towards me once again as I stood there actually slapping my prick, making it bounce up and down for her as she watched.

"That's so ... so..."

"Dirty mom? Horny? Naughty hot? You like that? You like watching your son playing with his dick for you while Aunt Susan's busy fucking your cunt?"

"Oh my god! Yes! Yes!" She responded back, totally succumbing now to the pure lewdness of the moment. The sensations of my Aunt's soaking wet cunt now grinding against her own, the slippery sounds now being made and produced as I added my own accompaniment of slick sweet juice to those they were producing. It was a symphony of erotic music being made at its best.

"That's it Susan," I urged her. "Fuck mom's pussy baby. Clit to clit ... rub it and smear it with your hot sticky pussy juice. Let me hear it ... ah yeah, perfect. Perfect." I vocally applauded.

Mom was humping back ... grinding against her sister now. Reaching up, she placed her hands over my Aunt's breasts, molding and squeezing them together.

"Slap one!" I called out, seeing my Aunt's face take on a curious look, though it was already screwed up in a grimace of pleasure even as she looked at me. Eyes slightly glazed. "Go on mom ... slap it, slap her titty!" She did so. "Harder!" I called out again, seeing her slap my Aunt's breast once more, harder this time, and seeing the look in my Aunt's face as she winced with the pleasure/pain of it. But this time she added her own hot wanton desires to my own.

"Again ... even harder, slap it Max, slap it. Slap my tits!"

Mom slapped one, and then the other, and then back again. All the while the two of them humping one another wildly now, grinding ... pushing, the sounds of two very wet, very slippery cunts squishing against one another was simply too much for me to bear any longer. I stepped forward, still fisting my cock, now aiming it downwards between the two of them. I could see by the look in their eyes they were as close as I was. Not even bothering to announce it, simply aiming ... feeling, and then watching as my prick suddenly erupted in a torrent of cream that began spurting copiously, drenching the junction of where their pussies so wonderfully sat pressed together.

"Oh fuck! Fuck!" Mom squealed, watching me shoot. My Aunt as well thrashing and groaning deeply, now entering the throes of her own orgasmic relief as my cock continued to squirt, pumping out what felt like a gallon of fuck-butter as I liberally began hosing the two of them, now milking the last of it over their respective tits.

Almost immediately I became weak in the knees, collapsing down into a nearby chair in order to collect myself, though still watching as the two of them slowly wound down as well. Streamers of my cream along with their own, running everywhere.

"I ... I can't believe," mom gasped still fighting to catch her breath. "That ... that we just did that."

"I know. Fun huh?" Susan quipped. "Especially when John started shooting all over us like that. Oh my god was that hot!"

"Yes it was," I punctuated, standing. "Now ... relax, catch your breaths. I'll go grab you both a nice hot towel to clean up with, along with some drinks. How's a nice scotch sound?" I asked already turning ... not bothering to wait for an answer. I was grinning from ear to ear. And this party was just getting started.

Minutes later I came strolling back outside again, carrying two hot towels for them to clean up with, along with a tray of drinks. I of course hadn't bothered getting dressed yet, and though my prick no longer stood at full mast, it had remained somewhat lengthened even flaccid. I could only imagine the image they saw as I crossed the deck towards them, handing out the towels, and then placing their drinks on a table next to them, my dick only inches away from mom's face as I did. Even as she hurriedly wiped herself off, I noticed her looking at me. And then did laugh openly as she placed the moist towel over her breasts, covering most of them, though struggling with likewise trying to conceal her bare pussy. There wasn't quite enough to do both.

"Now you're shy?" I chuckled, sitting down in my chair, sipping from my drink, already feeling a renewed hardness in my dick as it began to firm up again.

Mom finally looked away, grateful for her own drink, giving her something to concentrate on besides my shaft though she nearly drank all of it in one gulp. She was now shaking her head, looking at her sister. "I still can't believe we did that," she said shamefacedly, her cheeks already coloring again, though her eyes briefly wandered back to my groin as my prick once more began taking on a full stand.

"Ah to be young again," my Aunt quipped, likewise noticing, though she was pointedly referring to my dick. "Would you look at that Maxine? Just moments ago squirting all over the two of us, and there it is again, already looking like it could do it again." I smiled at that, winking at her.

"Oh no," mom tried desperately in trying to pretend she had her wits about her. "None of that should have happened to begin with. It's just not right. John's my son ... and to see what he did ... witness ... us, doing what we did..."

"Having fun. Erotic, hot fun," I interjected. "Come on mother, admit it ... you enjoyed it just as much as Susan and I did. Don't try denying it. And don't sit there and pretend you aren't thinking about it right now, seeing how hard I'm already getting again, just remembering how hot the two of you looked together. Something I have long fantasized about, seeing the two of you touching and playing with one another. And now I finally have, and have every intention of wanting to see you do again too!" I added to that.

It was obvious mom still couldn't believe any of this, even though in the beginning she had done so with the full knowledge that I'd be standing there watching her doing just that. It was almost comical knowing that, and seeing this effort on her part to use the excuse it was still wrong, even though she'd been willing to go along with it in the beginning. And of course my Aunt didn't dare say anything to the contrary, though her occasional looks my way questioned where I was no doubt attempting to go with all this.

"Ok, I admit it ... it was hot. Exciting. But it still doesn't make it right John, regardless of that. It was a onetime thing ... and that's that." She said with some finality.

"Speak for yourself Maxine," Susan said finishing her drink. "I for one, have every intention of sucking this boy's prick. I want to see what it feels and tastes like in my mouth. But ... first I need to pee, and then I need another drink. And then after that ... I'm going to suck that nice hard cock of his. So ... you can either sit and watch, or do whatever, but you'll only have for as long to think about it as it will take me to do all that. So you'd best make up your mind." And with that, my Aunt stood, wonderfully naked ... and walked back into the house. I merely smiled at mom as she sat there looking at me once again, no doubt contemplating the dilemma and challenge that had just been placed with her.

"So..." I said smiling.

"So..." she answered in response.

"You going to stay and watch Aunt Susan suck my cock?" Mom blushed at that, though I think some of it was her arousal too. She obviously still was, her nipples like my cock had begun to harden again.

"You're actually going to let her?" She asked, though her tone of voice immediately told me she wasn't asking it in hopes that I wouldn't ... but that I was going to.

"Of course I am! What man in his right mind doesn't enjoy having his dick sucked?"

"Well your father for one," mom said not quite under her breath, though sheepishly laughing at herself shortly after that. "Though maybe ... it's because I didn't do it very well or something. Maybe ... maybe I should at least watch how Susan does it. Then maybe one day, when I meet a man..."

"Ah huh ... whatever," I grinned. "Watch ... or do ... up to you."

"I ... I just couldn't John. This was bad enough. But actually doing anything with you, or two you ... it's just wrong, really wrong."

"Oh. But you and Susan is perfectly ok."

"That's different."

"Oh? And how's that? It's still considered incest if that's your reasoning, no difference."

"Well maybe it is ... or isn't. Doesn't matter either way. It's a BIG difference to me. You are my son, a part of me ... I see it slightly differently, right or wrong. So I just can't. I just can't."

"Suit yourself mom. But here comes your sister now. And right now, I really do want to have my cock sucked by someone who really wants too."

My Aunt had walked over now looking down at the two of us. "So ... you staying for this or what?"

"She wants to watch ... see how you do it," I joked. "Thinks maybe she'll learn a thing or two at the very least."

"Ah huh..." Susan giggled. "Hell John, she's the one who showed me how to do it."

I openly laughed once again. "Figured as much. But regardless, I'm really looking forward to this," I told my Aunt as she scooted up between my legs as I sat there on the chair. In seconds, she was licking and tonguing me, pleasuring the hard swollen head of my prick, and then sucked me deeply inside her mouth, pleasuring me even more as mom sat next to us looking on. I wasn't at all surprised of course as only a few minutes later, mom was openly masturbating herself looking on while her sister pleasured her nephews cock.

"What?" she asked me though I hadn't said anything. "I never said seeing you ... looking at you didn't turn me on. I already admitted to that, I just can't ... do what my sister's doing. That's all."

"Well in that case mom, enjoy yourself then. I know I certainly am. And to be even more honest about it, I quite like watching you sitting there touching yourself. So what's say we just relax and enjoy this. Though I will say this too mom. If you are in fact the one who actually taught your sister how to give a decent blowjob, then you truly must be one hell of a fine cock-sucker yourself. Dad was an idiot if he didn't like feeling this!"

Mom blushed profusely, but said nothing more. But the shyness had gone out of her fingers as she brazenly sat there twiddling her clit.

But I had to give my Aunt a great deal of credit too, she knew how to pleasure a man's cock. Even though I had climaxed a short time ago, it wasn't long until I felt the beginnings of yet again, another glorious orgasm. I began spewing into my Aunt's mouth as she sucked, swallowed, and sucked some more, finally sucking out what had to be the last remnants of my spunk. Only then holding the last portion of it, grinning at me obscenely, showing to both me along with my mother, the spermy-white toothpaste she was holding inside there.

"Hmm, nice," she said loud enough for everyone to hear, and then lowering her voice whispering. "Better than drinking it out of a glass," she winked.

Mom had watched rather enthusiastically the entire time of course, unabashedly playing with herself, and even timing her own orgasm to coincide with my own. This time, it was her turn to pee, so she excused herself, though not before putting on her entire bikini again, which effectively told my Aunt and I, that the party for today at least ... was over.

"You're a naughty ... naughty man, you know that?"

"Yeah, I know. And from now on Aunt Sue ... I plan on being a whole lot naughtier too. Watching the two of you was amazing. But I have no intention of leaving it there either. Mom might be a bit shy and apprehensive at the moment, so here's what we're going to do."

My Aunt Susan sat listening to my ideas, shaking her head from time to time as though wondering just how the hell I was going to actually pull some of this off, without causing mom to go running into the night because of it.

"Don't worry. I know she's acting hesitant, and is ... she's obviously struggling with the notion and idea, but given enough time, and suggestive arousal, she'll come around eventually. Just you wait and see."

"Maybe, maybe not John. I do know your mother fairly well you know. And though this obviously did arouse and excite her quite a bit, she can be pretty stubborn and set in her ways too, as you well know. So don't push things too far, or too hard. Or she really will shut down if she's too emotionally distraught with her conscience and emotions."

"Yeah, but I know her too Aunt Susan. And I think, she just needs a bit more coaxing and stimulation, and that she really will eventually come around. You say that what seems to get her really aroused is the silly things sometimes, half-way kinky things that get her juices flowing? Well ... let's start with that then, see how things go from there. Now ... why don't you go inside, check on mom, maybe talk to her some about what happened here. In the meantime, I'll run to the store, pick up a few things for a nice BBQ dinner tonight, along with a nice bottle of wine, and we'll see how the evening goes. How's that sound?"

Though my Aunt agreed with me to some extent, she really was worried that I might press the issue with mom a bit harder than what she could mentally and emotionally handle. But I had no intention of doing that either. Once again, when and if mom did come around to my way of thinking, the moment when she did ... would be all the sweeter indeed.

The rest of the evening went pretty much as planned. We had a nice relaxing dinner together along with a nice bottle of wine to mellow everyone out some. And never once was anything brought up or discussed about the afternoon's events. Though Aunt Susan had promised me that she would find a way to get mom to somehow talk about it, or at least share her thoughts to her regarding it after they had retired to bed. I wasn't about to sit back and let my Aunt tell me however ... I wanted to hear first hand for myself what was said, and from that ... I felt I'd have a better idea of where to go next in this subtle seduction of my mother.

I soon after said goodnight, heading upstairs to my own room, made some noise about settling in for the night, then quietly crept back out into the hallway a short time after that. The two of them just then turning off the lights and preparing to head down the stairs to their room. I waited until they had done so ... and once more, tip-toed quietly down their stairs, until I was again just outside the door of their bedroom.

"Well ... it certainly was an interesting day today, wasn't it?"

"You can say that again!" Mom breathed emphasizing her earlier excitement. "I sure as hell never expected that! Knowing he was watching us was one thing, but then having him actually come walking out when he did, the way he did, certainly wasn't! I mean good god Susan! Did you see the size of that thing? How hard it was?"

My Aunt laughed.

"Yeah I know ... of course you did. You were sucking it for Pete's sake!"

"Jealous? Just a little?" Susan asked.

"Hell yes. Of course I was! And doing it in front of me no less! Of course I was jealous ... what mother wouldn't be? And especially as it was my very own sister who was sucking on it while I sat there watching her do it! Damn right I was!" And then mom paused, lowering her voice a little as though fearful I might actually be standing outside their door or something. "And how was it anyway? How'd ... you know, how'd it taste?"

"Heavenly," Aunt Susan answered. "But seriously Maxine ... if you really want to know, you should just go ahead and do it. You know damn good and well he'd let you. He loves you."

"Of course he loves me. I'm his mother. But mothers do NOT run around sucking their son's cocks!"

"Oh ... but it's ok if an Aunt does?"

Mom was silent for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "Well in this case, yes. At least I got to see you doing it, even if I couldn't. That was fucking hot. But you never did answer my question. How did my son's cum taste anyway?"

"Tell you what," Susan spoke once more whispering as though she too was worried I might actually be listening in. If you want to find out what your son's cum tastes like ... I think I know a way to do that, without his ever knowing that you did."

"And pray tell ... just how would you go about doing that?" Mom asked ... curiously.

"Well, I think I have an idea, and it's just naughty/kinky enough that I think even you would be willing to take it that far at least."

"Quit teasing me Susan! How?"

"How'd you like licking your son's cum out of my pussy!?"

There was a long ... long pause. Even I was surprised by that one myself.

"Wow ... really? You think you can get him to fuck you? And then ... wow, and then squirt inside you? How the hell would you get to me then though Susan? I mean ... I'd want it fresh, not like hours old you know ... geesh! I know I have this kinky side to me and all, but even that's a bit too kinky for my taste!"

"Actually, I think it would be a lot easier than you think. What we'd do is this. You have your volunteer time at the clinic tomorrow yes?"

"Well no ... day after tomorrow."

"No ... tomorrow," Susan waited.

"Oh ... tomorrow, yes. Tomorrow! What then?"

"Well ... I'll make sure my phone is on, so you can actually listen in and hear everything too. That should certainly get your motor running. What we'll then do is this. I'll concoct some story about making some sort of promise to you or something, about actually letting him fuck me. Tell him that even though you were ok with me sucking him off, you draw the line at actually fucking him."

"I was actually considering doing just that!"

"Fat chance sweetie! The moment I can get that boys thick hard cock into this pussy ... I'm taking it! Anyway ... I'll make sure you know it, hear it the moment he cums in me. After he does, you suddenly come walking in unexpectedly. I'll make sure to race downstairs in order to get dressed, something along those lines. Then you come down stairs to change clothes yourself, and of course ... that's where you'll find me. Laying on the bed with a pussy full of your son's hot creamy spunk. How's that sound? Then you can taste as much of it as you like, nice and fresh ... not to mention, giving my pussy a nice tongue lashing in the meantime."