Incest/Taboo A New Beginning

"Of course I would. Same as you'd enjoy fucking my mother if you could." It was obvious he was about to say something, but then closed his mouth. He knew I was right...he would if he could.

"Wouldn't happen anyway," he said moments later. "Just fantasy talk right?"

"Fantasy, until you make it reality," I told him more firmly stroking his cock now, wanting to intensify the pleasure as we continued to talk, pursuing this particular little taboo.

"Like that's ever going to happen," he groaned deeply.

"Who knows? There might be a way," I assured him having given this a great deal of thought, and now knowing how he truly felt, ready to put my plan into action. "We know that this has been going on for a good number of years, and that they all four had gotten really close because of it. More importantly, that aspect of them having lost half of that closeness together will be greatly missed. And while it is...even before they tie the proverbial knot. It's time to strike while the irons hot. But I'm not going to do that unless you're truly on board with this. With me. So again Danny...I'm asking you. If you could...if it truly was possible, would you fuck my mother if you had the opportunity to do so. And with everyone's complete and total agreement?"

He again thought while I continued stroking his prick, doing so purposely now so as to ensure a truthful response borne out of his own hot sexual desires as I brought him closer and closer towards orgasm.

"It'd have to be...mutually agreeable, amongst everyone. Maybe then," he left off.

"Then leave it up to me to work out the details Danny. But you need to know, once I put things into motion, there's no going back." He nodded his head uncertainly, but he was too fucking close now to argue with me either. "Good...now, how'd you like to cum in my mouth?"

Revelations

I had purposely slept in, trying to make things easier for mom to have an excuse to come talk to me, in waking me. I knew that Steven had no doubt gone off to work already, as had Danny. So that left just mom and I alone in the house for a time until I headed off to my own part-time job later than afternoon. And though I had started closing my bedroom door, it had remained unlocked. So when the first wake-up tap came, I was feigning sleep as mom entered, calling out to me.

"Rise and shine sleepy-head, no time to dawdle...I need to get the laundry done."

I was naked as I slowly rolled out of bed into a sitting position, yawning and stretching, allowing mom to see me in all my glory. And not that I had any thoughts about anything like that, establishing a zone of comfort between us was paramount to having another very open and honest discussion with her. Being in such a vulnerable state, without pause, without inhibitions, would hopefully set the tone and the mood for what was coming. I yawned again, this time for real, likewise running my hand down between my legs as though without thinking. The move wasn't lost on mom either as she stood there, already grabbing my pillow, removing the pillowcase.

"Late night?" She asked curiously. She knew damn well I hadn't gone anywhere, but sleeping in this late wasn't normal for me, unless I'd been up later than usual.

"Sort of," I responded looking at the clock on my nightstand, hand still down between my legs, cupping my cunt, though I quickly stood. "Need to pee," I told her leaving the room, walking out into the hallway towards the bathroom. I could feel mom's eyes on me every step of the way, wondering if she'd approach me when I returned, or later. I'd given her enough openings, now it was up to her to see if she'd use any of them. By the time I had returned from the bathroom, mom had finished stripping the bed, which was again a bit unusual, as most of the time I did it myself. Plus, she was now sitting on it, waiting for me to return.

"Something on your mind?" I asked seeing that she was waiting for me to return.

"Just curious about something," she began hesitantly. "I know you didn't go out last night, though obviously you were still up late doing something. But it has more to do with something you sort of mentioned to me the last time we talked," she stated...fishing, but there it was. I decided to play with the hook for a bit, before biting, letting her think she was reeling me in. Hopefully that would get her to open up with me a bit as well, and peak her curiosity enough to give some thought to my eventual suggestion.

"Oh? And what was that?" Instead of dressing, or even making an attempt to, I sat down on the edge of the bed next to her, though sitting slightly at an angle so I could face her. I saw her eyes briefly look over my nude form, though she quickly averted her gaze as though trying to ignore the obvious as she looked up into my eyes instead.

"After what you said, I was wondering...how long have you and Danny been sleeping together?"

I wasn't about to tell her we hadn't actually had intercourse yet. I was in fact saving that little prize as further insurance for Danny. Already telling him last night after he damn near drowned me when he came in my mouth, that I also wanted to fuck him, in the worst way. But not until we had a nice long evening to ourselves, when we could truly enjoy doing that without having to rush through it. But even more importantly, only when we also had both my mother, and his father's blessing when we did. I know I was likewise hedging my bet a little by inferring that we already had. But there was still a chance they could actually ask us to cease fooling around with one another, which would then toss my entire plan right out the window.

"Not long, only a few weeks actually," I told her. But I have to say mom, I hope for your sake that Steven's as affectionate and attentive as Danny is. If he is...then no wonder you're always walking around with a smile on your face. Especially if Steven's cock is anything at all like Danny's is."

There...I had opened another door for her, wondering if she'd step through it or not. Her mouth partially open as though trying to find the words, struggling with asking them, or discussing something else instead. I was betting on the former.

"Well, like I told you. Steven IS a good lover yes, in different ways than your father," she again stressed as though the thought of that might bother, or upset me. "But one doesn't need a gigantic cock to satisfy a woman either. In fact, I prefer that a man doesn't, so long as he knows what to do with it."

"Oh I couldn't agree more mom!" I said excitedly as though reminiscing about it. "Even Danny's cock isn't as big as a couple of other's I've seen. But what it is...is nice and thick, and damn fucking hard!"

"Cynthia...Ann..."

I laughed, interrupting her before she could finish, finishing for her. "Green. I know. But you wanted to know didn't you? I mean really? Isn't that what these fun, naughty little chats are all about? Sharing confidences, even secrets at times? And I'll be honest with you about something else too mom, since we are hopefully being honest with one another here. Just talking about it, gets me all horny and aroused again. Which I'm getting now, imagining what Steven probably looks like, if he looks anything at all like Danny, and visa versa. You know? Haven't you been wondering about that too?"

I had painted her into a bit of a corner here. Mom was tongue-tied, trying to answer my question without making it sound like she'd actually been wondering what Danny's hard cock looked like. "Only when you mentioned it the first time," she settled on saying. She then straightened her posture some, trying to regain some control here, though I noticed her eyes wandered down, though I had purposely drawn them to where I was hoping she'd look, once again pretending to be off in thought for a moment, and totally unaware of what I was even doing to myself as one hand came up to capture and encircle one of my rock-hard extended nipples.

"Well I have to tell you mom, it really is amazing. Never seen one that can get that steely-hard before like Danny's can. And not like it's a monster dick either mom, but it truly is beautiful. And you know what else?" I asked only then pretending I was suddenly aware of what I'd been doing to myself as I once again dropped my hand.

"Wha...ah what?" Mom muttered her eyes still locked on my hard erect nipples for a moment before forcing herself to look up at me again. "What?" She said again. The color in her cheeks told me she was becoming as aroused by all this as I was. Plus...she was fidgeting a little too. It was time to strike while I had her off guard and vulnerable to the idea.

"He told me, while I was sucking his cock last night...that,"

"You were..."

"Yeah, sucking that hard stiff fucking cock, oh mom...I really do wish you could see it, it truly is amazing! Anyway...while I was sucking on it, licking it...he actually told me that he hoped that I would grow up to look just like you do now in a few years."

"He did not!"

"Oh yes he did."

"While you were sucking him, he said that."

"He did yes. Told me that he was really happy for his dad, as much as he missed his mom, that seeing you two together, happy as you both seem to be, was the best possible outcome to all of this, save for the four of you still just being friends together anyway. But that since he and I had gotten a bit more intimate, that it made him wonder about what I might eventually look like when I'm your age. Because again...he finds you incredibly sexy too. A real MILF so to speak."

"What's a MILF?" Mom asked wide-eyed, her cheeks even redder in appearance now, her chest actually heaving up and down just a bit.

I giggled as though speaking confidentially to her, even lowering my voice as I told her as though someone might actually over hear us. "It means...a mother I'd like to fuck!" I let that one sink in for a moment, this time my hand down between my legs as though it had again wandered off there all by itself without me realizing it.

"He does? I mean...it does?" She corrected quickly. "And...and he said that while,"

"I was sucking his prick. Yes. I like being able to do that, don't you? I remember you once telling me that being very candid and open with a person both mentally as well as physically can heighten and intensify the experience. Well that's one of the things I really love about Danny, and so love that you taught me to be like that with him in that way. Like this...it's fun being able to express those feelings and emotions without any repercussion or judgment, that you can be that honest and open with another person, truly does feel liberating. And more importantly, draws me closer to that person. Like it did with me and you," I told her. "I mean, look at me mom, I've been sitting here touching myself without even realizing it half the time, and I don't feel the least bit shy, or guilty or embarrassed about any of that. And I owe all that to you for raising me that way!"

"Yes, well...I've always believe that people should be able to discuss and talk about anything, especially family," she added to that trying to once again regain some composure here, though she immediately side-stepped back to the previous. "But I can't imagine why Danny would be wondering, or thinking about what I look like, I mean...after all Sin," she said blushing again. "I'm eventually going to be his stepmother!"

"Eventually, and soon yes. But it doesn't take away the thought or even the desire mom. I mean Danny's as curiously interested about you, as I am admittedly about Steven. Nothing wrong with wondering...or, if given the chance, actually seeing. I mean what's the harm in that really?"

She was again speechless, though her almost vacant eyes weren't looking at me, but at something inside her mind as she sat there. I set my own hook, and pulled on it just a little.

"I told him it had been a while since I'd actually seen you naked, trying to remember what you looked like as I described you to him, so he'd have something to imagine when he came."

"Oh my god! You didn't! I mean...he was, he was..."

"Thinking about you when I made him come? God I certainly hope so! I'd hate to think I went to all that effort for nothing when he blew that amazing load all over my face and tits. I swear mom...I've never seen anyone cum that much, or that hard...for that long before. I think telling him about you, describing you to him the way I did, really helped him to bust a terrific nut. And boy did he!"

Mom really was frazzled at this point, almost dazed, but there was no mistaking the look of arousal in her eyes upon hearing all this. "I...I just can't believe you did that, or that he did."

"Why not? Like I said, he thinks you're hot too mom, and I agree with him. And besides, admittedly, I was picturing in my mind what it might look like when Steven was fucking you, and how good you said that felt, and how good in bed you said he was. Only normal that one would wonder about that. So that's what I was thinking about when Danny was going down on me too!"

I almost let out a cry of victory when I saw mom's hand suddenly come up to rub herself between the legs, though she for sure had no idea she'd just actually done that. I couldn't help wondering just how damp and heated she now was. It was the ideal time to reel her in.

"Mom?" I asked sounding serious here as I drew her attention back to me, which was when she simultaneously realized what she'd been doing to herself, quickly, and embarrassedly removing her hand.

"Yes?" She said sounding almost breathless.

"I do have one tinny-weeny favor to ask."

"What?" She said totally off balance here. I grinned.

"Would you mind letting me see you naked? So I can actually tell him what you really do look like later on this evening, while I'm playing with that hard fucking cock of his? It would me a lot to me...to both of us, if you'd actually let me do that. And I promise I won't say anything to him that you actually let me look, I'll just tell him that I happened to walk in on you while you were getting ready to take a bath. But at least that way, I can actually tell him, and hopefully get him as excited as he was last night. It really would mean a lot to me...please?"

There was a long pause as she actually sat there struggling with it. And then suddenly she stood up, pointing towards the door.

"Ok, but close AND lock the door...I don't want anyone accidentally, or inadvertently walking in on us and thinking that anything else was going on here...ya know?"

I sprang up and off the bed as though I'd been shot out of a canon.

This was going ever better than I could have hoped for.

Mom's naughty side

"I can't believe you actually talked me into doing this," she said as she hurriedly removed her clothes. I had actually known her answer even before she had pointed towards the door. I had seen the look in her eyes. The same one I had seen so many times in the photos. The thing about mom, was that she was so much like me whether she'd freely admit it or not. Once she was truly aroused, she was willing to do just about anything, at least once. So maybe this was that once. And maybe she'd never do anything like it again after she'd had some time to think about it. But at the moment at least, her horny hormones were firing on all cylinders. Finally she stood naked before me, though even then she was wavering just a bit as though maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. She was already having second thoughts, so I needed to act, and act quickly here. "Now what?"

"Well, for one... drop your hands so I can see your tits mom," I said grinning at her. "And don't be so damn nervous. It's just us girls here. No reason to be shy or inhibited. I'm just going to have a nice close look so I can describe you in exquisite detail for him while he's fucking me," I told her, wanting to implant the vision of that in her minds-eye, and get her special sauce juicing again. I heard a small involuntary moan upon saying that, though she finally did drop her hands away, revealing her large magnificent breasts. Sure, age had played a part in them hanging a lot heavier against her chest now, gravity helping out some. But regardless of that, mom really did have a great pair of boobs on her. Nice and full, heavy looking, and yet still firm enough to be erotically enticing. But I actually found myself jealous of her nipples, much larger than my own, darker in color even, with very thick extended nipples that were now hard, almost thimble-sized in comparison to my own. I patted the end of the bed next to me. "Here, sit down before you fall down," I laughed. Mom shook her head again as though she still couldn't believe she was doing this, but sat down. The moment she did, I leaned in closer to her.

"What are you doing?" She asked leaning back and away from me some.

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm looking...closely. Why? What'd you think I was going to do? Suck one?"

Mom laughed nervously, obviously embarrassed again. "I don't know...maybe."

I laughed at that. "Not that I wasn't considering it." I told her.

"Cynthia!" She giggled out loud, feigning shock at my statement. "I am still your mother you know!"

"Yeah, and even if you are, your damn hot and sexy looking mom. And though I haven't really done anything with another woman yet...I'd have to say, I'd almost wish you'd be my first, if that were ever to happen...as sexy and as hot as you honestly look."

That one caught her off guard. Again, I knew something about her that she certainly didn't know I knew. And that was obviously, that mom had certainly enjoyed the intimacy of another woman. The photos of her and Jackie together certainly proved that. I did thumb one of her hard extended nipples before she could react to that however.

"How sensitive are yours anyway?" I asked, as though curious, not actually trying to stimulate her in anyway, though I knew damn good and well that's exactly what I was doing to her. I then thumbed one of my own, toying with it as she watched me. "Mine are pretty sensitive, I think I could even have an orgasm just playing with them."

"I know what you mean, I can too," she told me. "Especially when they're both being sucked on."

It was kind of hard passing that one up. So I looked at her. "Do tell!" Now she really did blush. And though I honestly believe she had screwed up here, she tried dodging that bullet anyway as she pushed her breasts together.

"They're just big enough that your father used to push them together like this, and then suck on the nipples together simultaneously. Whenever he did that, I never failed to have an orgasm if he kept it up for very long."

I was sure that was the truth too. I am sure he had and did. But the way she had said it, and the look on her face when she first did, told me she was thinking about an entirely different way.

"Guess I'll never know. My boobs aren't quite big enough to do that," I said cupping my own again, trying to make my nipples touch, but they weren't quite making it. "Guess I'm just too damn little! Another reason that I wish my boobs were as nice as yours are, and hope one day that they will be."

"Oh baby...you have gorgeous breasts! And don't be in any hurry for them to sag like mine do. You've got too many years ahead of you yet before you need to start thinking about that. Once again I reached over and gently thumbed one of her nipples. This time she allowed it, briefly, before chuckling nervously and pulling away again. "OK, enough's, enough. I think you've seen me long enough to give Danny a general description here," she said standing.

"No, not yet!" I called out. "I need you to do just one more little thing for me first."

"Now what?"

"I need to see your clit, and see if it's bigger, or as little as mine is," I said actually spreading my legs, looking down at myself, and purposely unsheathing my tiny, yet hard little clitoris. I knew damn good and well where mom was looking, even hearing the sudden catch and intake of her breath. I looked up at her and said, "So...show me."

I was a little surprised when she just suddenly moved one foot over a bit, stepping...her hands coming down between her legs, fingers spreading herself. Sure enough, her likewise amazing clit popping out, again...twice the size at least of my own. Had she been standing any closer, I'd have been too fucking tempted to actually snake my tongue out and give it a lick. "Wow...it's beautiful!" I once more assured her, and then actually fell back onto the bed, looking at her, legs spread, finger-tip slowly encircling my own smaller, but very sensitive and very aroused clit. "That's hot!" I mewled pleasurably.

"Cynthia! What are you doing?"

"I'm masturbating. Looking at you mom. Sorry...but I can't help it. I need to cum now, enjoy this while I can. Please mom, please...touch yourself for me too. Let me see how you like to pleasure yourself. I promise...this stays strictly between us. No one will ever know. Just this once mom...I need to see you, watch you...see how you do it, while you watch me." I pinched my clit between two fingers, pulling on it, almost as though I were jacking it off. And then grinned silently to myself, as mom started doing the exact same thing to her very aroused...very swollen and very, very hard looking clit.

Mom wasn't exactly a squirter, more like a white-sauce dribbler. Same as me. But a lot more of it, at least this time anyway. Watching her cum, hearing her...seeing the expression on her face, you know...the "O" look that no one ever wants anyone else to see necessarily? That one? Well it was awesome! I don't think I'd ever seen anything more erotic in my entire life, especially as it was live, happening right there in front of me. And then the sauce...oh my god the sauce that suddenly began to spill from the recess of mom's pussy, the sounds it made as she continued to stand there frigging herself, before losing all strength in her legs, collapsing down on the bed next to me. I had come with her too. The moment I saw her, heard her...I exploded. My own orgasm washing over me with a vengeance, causing me to see stars as I swam through the universe of ecstasy.

We lay there side-by-side, actually holding hands now, trying to collect our respective breaths.

"I mean it Cynthia. No one, and I mean NO ONE ever hears about this! Promise me! I should have never let this happen in the first place!" She added to that, trying to sound angry, but failing miserably as her flushed, heated panting continued.

"Ok, I promise. I won't. But, you really should tell Steven about it."

"What? Are you nuts?"

"Seriously mom. You shouldn't start out keeping secrets from him, no way to start a marriage for one thing. But for another, I'm willing to bet he wouldn't have a problem with any of this, especially if you told him fairly soon. Explain everything."

"Everything?"

"Yeah, everything. I'm willing to bet he'll even get off on it, knowing that we did this. Provided you tell him about it now, and not wait...or worse, inadvertently let it slip that it happened so many years from now. That could pose a problem. But think about it mom. What's so bad about this anyway? Nothing really if you think about it. We just had a very special mother/daughter moment is all. Sure, we watched one another get off, what's the big deal in that? No harm, no foul. It was hot, naughty...and damn fun now wasn't it?"

At least she was smiling. "It was that," she said actually reaching down between her legs, still feeling the small river of her female cum juice as it continued to trickle down the inside of her thighs. "Good thing I didn't put clean sheets on the bed yet huh?" she giggled, though turning serious again as she rolled over looking at me directly. "But you really think I should tell Steven about this?"

"If it was me, I know I would mom. Like I said, I have a pretty good feeling about these things. And I am willing to bet, he will find it damn sexy and erotic, as long as you tell him about it now, and not wait too long in doing so."

"I'll think about it," she said finally rolling out of bed, but not before surprising me, as she gave my right breast a quick little kiss. "God you make me feel naughty," she said. "Who's kid are you anyway?" I laughed at that.

"I think we're a lot more alike that even you realize mother," I grinned once more reaching up to begin toying with my still aroused nipples again. "Now, unless you want to stick around and watch me get off again," I leered. She hesitated for a moment, as though she might, and then gathered up her clothes and the laundry she'd tossed off to one side.

"Don't tempt me," she said and then swiftly headed out of my bedroom.

Things indeed were going pretty much according to plan.

Temptations

It was too soon yet to know if mom had actually mentioned anything to Steven yet about what we'd done. But I figured she would eventually, if and when she finally decided. In the meantime, it was time to put another aspect of my dirty little plan into effect, especially as she was primed for it. I once again waited until I was sure that both Steven and Danny had left for the day, and then made my way down to the kitchen area. It was early yet, so I knew mom would no doubt be relaxing over an early morning coffee outside. Sure enough, I could see her through the kitchen window out on the patio, pouring myself a cup, and then casually strolling outside to join her. I actually startled her, and then saw why as she hurriedly adjusted herself. I pretended not to have noticed anything, keeping a straight face, and making no mention of what I was now suspicious of. But it was again the perfect opportunity to plant another suggestion, especially if she was indeed horny...which I was guessing having almost caught her, that she certainly was.

Although she was wearing a robe, I had noticed it parted as I stepped out of the sliding glass doors. The way she moved suddenly her hand quickly closing it, though she'd not had time to actually redo the sash on it, told me what I needed to know. She'd obviously been toying with herself. Perhaps not seriously, but enough that she was indeed obviously still aroused.

"Morning sweetie," she addressed me as I came over to join her, sitting my cup of coffee on the table separating us. There was a slight flush in her cheeks, not enough to give her away, but enough to know.

"Morning mom. Sleep well?"

"Very...thanks. And you?"

"Oh yeah, sweet dreams. Really sweet dreams," I winked. Her cheeks reddened even more, though she quickly tried to bring up another subject, rather than the obvious one.

"By the way. You and Danny will be on your own for dinner tonight. Steven has to work late, and I told him I'd meet him in town and at least have dinner with him. So I won't be home until around eight or so."

Hearing that gave me another idea. And I began to wonder if this might not be the best time to try and implement that, again part of my overall plan here. And though I wasn't sure if she'd actually go for it, there was no time like the present to bring it up either.

"Cool. Danny and I were planning on spending some time together this evening anyway, so that will certainly make things a lot easier for us," I hinted.

"Oh? Doing what?" Mom fished, obviously interested, even if she was pretending not to know what I was talking about.

"Let me put it this way. If you want to see it, now's the chance. I can assure you, he'd never know, and you'd finally be able to see what I've been talking about."

She was just horny enough she didn't even hesitate really, nor did she pretend she didn't know what I was suggesting either. "And how would you manage that?" She asked instead.

"You said you'd be home around eight right? Well I'll tell Danny that you told me you were meeting Steven for dinner...AND a movie tonight, so that you both won't be home until really late. Then...I'll make sure we're in my room fooling around. You'll come home early, and the story, if we even need it later, is that Steven told you over dinner that he had to go back to work, sorry about the movie part. So you come home early. And then you come up stairs to let me know you're actually home, except of course you see us together in bed. Chances are, Danny will never even know you saw us if we do this right."

"I don't know Cynthia," mom worriedly thought. Though I saw her hand once again disappear through the opening of her robe for a split second. Only long enough for her to realize what she'd nearly done, removing it even more quickly. "What if...what if we get caught?"

"We won't get caught. Trust me. And even if we do. Whose actually getting caught here? Me and Danny, that's who. And that's when we'd use the story, if we even need to. But I seriously doubt it. I'm sure I'll have Danny's full and undivided attention at the time, when you come home. I'll wait, and make sure he's totally occupied, when I see the house alarm being turned off. That's when you come up stairs to my bedroom. And since you're both supposedly away for the evening, I'll have left my bedroom door open."

"I don't know," she said again.

"Well, you think about it. You know where I'll be and what we'll be doing if you change your mind," I smiled at her, and then hurriedly finished my coffee. It was time to let her think about it on her own. Hopefully her current arousal, and the thought of actually getting a peek at Danny's hard stiff dick would win over. Only time would tell.

Danny was completely blown away when I told him about it. Not only was he finally going to fuck me, but my mother was going to be watching us while he did. Just the thought of that had him walking around early that evening with a hard on. So much so, I told him to go to his room and stay there until mom had finally left. And though we hadn't spoken any more about it, and I had no idea if she'd actually come upstairs to watch us after getting home or not, I was once again betting on it. And that the temptation to actually see his prick would be too much.

Years ago, dad had installed a very elaborate security system in the house. There was a small alert panel in all of the bedrooms. When the small little light on it burned red, you knew the house was secure, doors locked. When it switched from red to green, you knew the security system had been safely switched off, with a thirty second window in disarming it. After that, a silent alarm was sent, though each one of the bedroom panels would show a bright flashing light, along with a small beeping sound. Anyone could hit the panic alarm inside their bedroom, immediately locking all bedroom doors simultaneously in the event anyone had broken in. I was simply going to use it to determine the moment mom came in this evening so that Danny and I could and would be waiting for her, if indeed she decided to go along with my scheme.

We'd actually been fooling around for the better part of an hour when I told Danny it was time that we get "into" position. "I'll drive," I chuckled, letting him know that for this to work, he needed to be on the bottom, with me sitting on him, effectively blocking his view to the doorway. But that would also ensure that if mom did indeed sneak up stairs, she'd get a pretty good view of everything going on. More importantly, I'd have a good look at her as well as my dressing mirror was between the bed and my closet, giving me a perfect view of the open doorway behind me. If she did come, I'd easily be able to see her peeking in on us, and would secretly and silently alert Danny to that effect.

It was five minutes to eight when I saw the alarm panel lights turn green, letting us know she was home.

"Show time!" I told him, moving away from his cock where I'd been playfully fondling it, keeping it nice and hard, though I think it would have stayed that way regardless. Danny's arousal at even thinking mom might actually come upstairs to spy on us was enough to do that. "Now don't blow this," I quickly told him. "Don't go trying to take a peek at her yourself. If we can manage it, I'll tell you when it's safe to do so, and you can look then, but not until then. In the meantime, just enjoy what my pussy's going to be doing to your dick while mom watches it going in and out of me...ok?"

"Ok," he smiled, and then I climbed on top, placing the opening of my very wet pussy against the head of his cock for the very first time. I felt him enter, and then slid slowly and easily down the entire length of his shaft until it was buried deeply inside me.

"And how's that feel Danny boy?" I asked. He groaned, his dick throbbed wonderfully and deeply inside me. I didn't fuck him yet however, not knowing if he'd be able to control himself for as long as we needed him too. I had him hold perfectly still, using my inner muscles to clasp and clench his cock. Up until now, I'd never tried doing that on a real cock before. I'd certainly practiced the technique numerous times on cucumbers, zucchinis, and eventually my dildo's and vibrators until I had managed to do what I felt was a fairly good job of learning muscle control.

"Oh fuck!" He moaned out loud pleasurably, just sitting there inside me. "That's...that's amazing Sin!" He mewled once again, throbbing inside me again, which I could likewise easily feel. Five minutes had passed, and I was anxiously wondering if mom would indeed dare to come up the stairs, or if she had in fact chickened out, and gone down to her room. I needn't have worried. I saw the shadow in the hallway before I eventually saw her. I gave Danny our silent signal, winking at him, licking my lips. And then slowly began fucking him, lifting my ass almost all the way off his cock before just as slowly, sliding back down it again. With Danny's hands once more cupping my breasts, licking and sucking my nipples, he was perfectly content to amuse and enjoy himself until I decided it was safe enough for him to try and sneak a peek for himself. I kept one eye on the mirror, looking towards the door. Continued shadow movement just outside telling me that mom was hovering nearby, no doubt listening first before daring herself enough to actually peek in. Though even that had been made easy for her, with the door wide open.

Since she was obviously still listening, not yet brave enough to poke her head around the corner yet, I figured I might just as well give her something to listen to then while I waited. Hopefully, hearing that, she'd screw up enough courage to finally look. "Oh baby, oh Danny! I love the way you suck on my tits baby, the way you gently chew and pull on my nipples makes me so fucking hot. Can you feel my juice baby? Can you feel the way it's dripping, running out of my pussy, coating your cock?" Danny was looking at me, no doubt wondering if he was actually supposed to answer that, but I put a finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet. Now was not the time. Not yet anyway. The sound of his voice might be enough to actually frighten and unnerve her. "Oh baby, your cock is SO fucking hard inside me. I love the way it feels going in and out of my tight, hot pussy baby. That's it, fuck me baby, fuck me. Fuck my tight hot cunt!"

I saw mom actually poke her head around the corner, just for a split second, no doubt trying to get a fix on things, and just how safe it was for her to actually look better next time. Sitting on him the way I was, leaning forward, forcing Danny to lay completely back, I knew that there was no way he could see her, and she'd quickly realize that. But more importantly, I also knew at the angle we were in, she could easily see that rock hard cock of his sliding in and out of my pussy. Sure enough, this time when she looked, she remained there, looking on.

The mirror in my room likewise at a slight angle, giving me a better picture of her than what the doorway did. Mom was wearing a short skirt, which I now watched as she hiked it up around her waist. Wearing thigh-high lace top stockings, she had on what appeared to be a tiny black thong in addition to that. Her hand already down beneath the miniscule waistband, fingers already pleasurably exploring herself as she stood there watching the two of us. But there was no way yet that Danny could chance or risk peeking at her. Mom needed to step a bit more forward into the door before I was even willing to risk that myself. I was still slow-fucking him, though methodically with nice long up and down motions that I knew was completely if not totally revealing his prick. I could almost see the image of it myself from where mom stood.

Danny's large tight balls, his thick meaty shaft now smeared with our combined juices, which were adding a wicked sounding song of their own as the slick, slipperiness of those erotic sounds could be easily heard as we fucked. I reached back, purposely taking him out of my cunt, letting him run his hard stiff cock up against and almost between my ass cheeks. But I knew that mom was now getting a really good look at the length of his entire cock, including his nice thick bulbous looking cock-head. Sure enough, she took a small step in order to get a better look, though still safe enough to dart away back around the corner if she needed to. But I knew she was looking intently now. Her hand still furious between her legs as she stood there masturbating...watching us fuck.

Mom took another small step for an even closer look. It was now or never as I again gave him the sign, leaning slightly off to one side just enough, lifting my arm as I did for him to peek around and through. Glancing into the mirror, I was seeing what I knew he was. Mom standing there, skirt hiked up around her waist, hand down between her legs, fingers working, mouth open...eyes locked on his massive erection which I was still sliding up and down against even though it was no longer inside me. I leaned back, cutting off his vision for the moment. Another wicked idea suddenly coming to mind. I stared into the mirror until I was sure mom had caught my eyes looking at her. I smiled. She smiled back, albeit a bit nervously so. I slid my hand back, grasping Danny's cock.

"Want me to put it back inside my pussy baby? Want to feel my wet slippery cunt again?" I asked unnecessarily, the whole time making a waving motion towards mom. She got my meaning, but shook her head no.

"Oh yeah," Danny spoke, which at this point made more sense for him in doing. Stuff me back in there," he actually begged. "I want to fill your cunt with my prick Sin...and I want to cum inside you, fill you up until it flows back out of you again."​