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"Put your tongue back in your mouth David," Sheri said, pretending jealousy. But then she laughed, proving she wasn't. Something else I wasn't sure I could get used too. Obviously Gene wasn't jealous with Shelly standing there dressed as she was either. In fact, if anything, he was proud of the way she looked and the obvious way it had affected me to begin with.
"If you'll all excuse me for a moment?" Gene said. "I'm afraid I am a bit overdressed for the evening, and intend on changing that."
As I had just gotten out of the shower, all I had on myself was a large bath towel wrapped around my midsection down to my knees.
"No sense in your changing!" Shelly said. "I like the way he's dressed anyway, don't you Sheri?
"It's up to him. But yes, I like the way he's 'un-dressed' just fine too."
Gene soon rejoined us, now wearing his own fluffy terry-cloth bathrobe and almost immediately inserted one of the movies we were going to be watching. Shelly had already seated herself on one end of the couch, and Gene sat down next to her. Sheri sat on the other side of him, which left the one single chair for myself. So as it was "obvious" then on seating arrangements, I took my seat and felt like I should buckle in or something. It was apt to be a wild ride indeed.
We'd finished one bottle of wine and were already half way through the second one by the time the movie had ended. It had been erotic. Not only watching the movie, but watching the occasional brief foreplay that had taken place throughout the evening as well. Nothing too wild had actually occurred up until this point, a little light caressing and fondling, though nothing too heavy. There certainly was a sexual tension in the air however that was thick enough to cut with a knife. I'm not sure if it was my presence that was holding anyone back, or if things just hadn't naturally progressed far enough ahead yet. I stood up heading for the bathroom in order to relieve myself. When I came back out into the living room, and in the short time it had taken for me to take a pee, things had suddenly changed, dramatically.
Gene was sitting on the edge of the couch, robe open and his rock hard cock busily sliding up and down in between Shelly's gorgeous, now very bare breasts. Sheri was kneeling next to her, and was obviously fingering Shelly's cunt from beneath and from behind as she semi knelt there, Gene tit-fucking those gorgeous mounds of hers.
"Wow!" I exclaimed when I came back out into the room. "So what happened while I was away to suddenly fire everyone up?"
"Gene thought this might be a better way to introduce you to the three of us," Sheri stated easily. "Actually, I told him that you wouldn't have any trouble understanding it at all. But we decided that if you came out, already aroused from the movie, that you wouldn't have any problem accepting the three of us fooling around together, and would in all likelihood, simply join in. So, was I right or not?"
I removed the towel, standing there with a very hard very firm erection. "How's this for an answer?"
"Hmmmm bring it here and introduce it to me," Shelly said. I gave Gene a brief glance, saw him smile in approval, and moved over to sit down beside him on the couch. Shelly moved over in front of me and began acquainting her self with my aroused stiff member.
Sheri moved back around to kneel in front of Gene, and he settled back down into the couch the way I was. Sheri now beginning to suck and lick Gene's enormous cock, which I had already guessed at being a good eight or nine inches in length. And though I certainly didn't have a small cock by any means, it looked smaller in comparison to his. Shelly immediately put me at ease however as she lovingly mouthed my dick between her lips.
"Hmmm I love a nice sleek cock, it's so much easier to suck on and swallow," she stated, mollifying my somewhat prideful ego. Sheri was of course busily 'knobbing' the massive shaft and cock head of Gene's plentiful prick. Sitting next to him, watching his sister while she knelt sucking him, while Gene's girlfriend busily deep-throated and played with mine was incredibly stimulating. The simple eroticism of what was actually taking place was mind boggling in a way. But the night was young yet, and I had a long way to go before I was totally blown away beyond my wildest imagination.
A few minutes later, Sheri extracted herself from sucking Gene's swollen prick. "I need some tongue-fucking!" She announced, and climbed up onto the couch hovering over me, and lowered her obviously dripping pussy onto my face. I rested my head against the back of the couch and slowly began to tease her clitoris with my tongue, swiping at it with long fluid flittering strokes, pressing her ass into my face with my hands as I toyed with her ass-cheeks, kneading her flesh with my hands as I buried my tongue inside her cunt.
I had moments ago felt Gene get up off the couch where he'd been sitting. I assumed that he was no doubt pleasuring and stimulating Shelly in some way while she continued sucking and licking my lust-throbbing cock. But when I felt the sudden sensation of two tongues gliding up and down both sides of my shaft, there was no mistaking what it was that was now taking place. I began to rise up, a little startled by what was happening, but Sheri reminded me quite forcefully that I wasn't going anywhere.
"Ah uh!" She reminded me in that "You've been a naughty little boy" tone of hers. "You've got a lot more pussy licking to do before I let you up." And with that, and the overwhelming pleasure my cock was receiving, I allowed my own inhibitions and uncertainty to melt away in the absolute sea of bliss that I was now floating in the middle of.
When Sheri came on my face, it more or less triggered what I would experience as only the first of many orgasms that evening. She smothered me with her juices as she rode my nose, literally, fucking it as I fucked into her with my tongue. I drank from her slit, where a river of pure sweet nectar flowed in heavenly abundance. I lapped at her quivering clit, sucked it, chewed it, and fingered her from beneath, actually inserting one finger inside her ass just moments before she climaxed.
My own orgasmic ride began with Sheri's cum. But even as I shared and experienced hers, I felt my own needful release rise up in glorious splendor. I felt my cock spewing a torrent of fuck juice, and felt two tongues fighting over the creamy explosions as they rocketed out of the tip of my gushing squirting shaft. I felt a finger probing my asshole simultaneously as well, and cared not, wondered not, who's it was. Only that it enhanced my orgasm beyond measure, thankful for the intrusion, and delighting in the intensity which it had added and increased to my pleasure.
Sheri slithered down the front of me, pausing to allow me to pay a brief homage to her pink-tipped breasts, she slid down between my legs, parting Gene and Shelly in the movement so that she was now cleaning and bathing my cock from the remaining traces of my incredibly powerful climax. Only when her tongue became too much for me to allow her to continue doing that did I finally force her away from myself.
"Enough! I can't stand it anymore!" She was tickling me now, and I was near tears in the over sensuous overload I had just gone through. I sat satiated on the couch, spent, exhausted, still fighting to regain and control my breathing. When I could finally open my eyes, I opened them to another erotic unbelievable sight.
Gene was now laying on the floor next to the couch, Shelly was sucking and toying with his thick-knobbed shaft in much the same way that I now knew she had been tormenting me so wonderfully with. Sheri was in turn lying on her side between Shelly's legs and was busily and hungrily it seemed, lapping at her soft fur-lined slit. I moved closer to the edge of the couch so I could watch, mesmerized as Sheri tongue-fucked Shelly's cunt. I watched her suck in Shelly's clit, watched her stiffen her neck, pulling on it, pulling back and holding it pressure-clenched between her lips, then letting it go with a lustfully sounding "pop' of wet succulent pussy flesh being released. I watched her recapture her clit nearly as quickly to once again slowly and tantalizingly draw back once again, clit held between firm sucking lips, and then the same sounding release as her elasticized cunt snapped back into place.
Gene was groaning just as loudly as well now. And in this I had a full appreciation for what it was that his cock must have been feeling like. Shelly was nipping and tonguing his cock, as she had no doubt done to mine, I saw in his face the same near contorted grimace that began to signal the onrush of his own impending orgasm. I had after all watched him throw a load into the vile while sitting next to him inside Shelly's car. It was the same look, although certainly far more intensified.
"He's coming," Shelly announced with a wicked gleam in her eyes. And I watched from my perch atop the couch as Sheri scrambled from between Shelly's legs, making it over to lay down beside him. I watched in awe and wonder as Gene rolled over atop his sister. Shelly still holding onto his cock began fucking the head of it inside Sheri with her hand. She rubbed the bulbous head up and down in between her slit, popping it with a near slapping sound against it and then fucked it inside Sheri's cunt with firm quick masturbatory strokes of her hand.
"Fucking -A!" I said from the couch above. It truly was an incredible sight to behold.
"Here...it...comes!" Gene screamed.
Shelly firmly shoved his cock just barely inside her, then yanked it out once again, watched waited, and until the first ejaculatory spurt came, held it there. She thrust it inside her opening, barely once again, withdrew it, watched waited until the second stream of Gene's cum came flying out from his prick head. Over and over she repeated this orgasmic fist-fucking masturbating cock shoving cunt fuck. It was the most intense moment I had ever witnessed before in my life.
Gene half dragged himself back up onto the couch after that. By now, my own cock once again began to rise. It had already begun to do so while watching the three of them anyway, but I was surprised at the sudden renewed interest in which my prick seemed to stir back to life.
Sherri, with a cum covered cunt, once again moved back onto the couch, but this time, she lowered her own pussy over Gene's face. It was still smeared and oozing his own juices, and he dived into it like a ready made desert of fresh creamy goo, devouring her and licking her slit clean with long slow probing strokes and swipes of his tongue.
Shelly then came up towards me. My cock now fully erect once again, she turned, lowering herself and easily slid my cock up inside her. Facing away from me, I reached around in front to fondle and caress those incredibly full breasts of hers. I pulled and pinched her erect thick nipples, rolled them between my fingers, and swiped pussy juice from her cunt to lather them and lubricate them while I continued playing, and while she slowly fucked herself up and down my straining prick.
Once again I saw as well as felt Sheri climb down from having gotten a thorough pussy cleaning. She moved around to kneel down on the floor in front of Shelly. When I felt her tongue slip out and flick against my cock, and Shelly's clit, I nearly climaxed once again right then and there.
"Don't move. Let me lick the two of you together, with David up inside your cunt, and your clit pressed against his cock shaft. Just sit, enjoy, let me lick the two of you together like this for a while."
Gene came over and stood by us. His long penis somewhat flaccid now, and I watched as Shelly grasped it in her hand and began wagging it back and forth. It flopped in a fleshy tail-wagging fashion until this unique stroking began taking affect. It wasn't long before it slowly stiffened to the point where it no longer flopped back and forth from side to side in the manner in which it had been. Shelly once again sucked it briefly, but then stroked it, masturbating it and squeezing the pre-cum from its tip until she had sufficient lubrications to coat his cock shaft with and began making the most obscene sounds as she milked his prick and purposely began making 'squishy' sounds as she did.
Sheri's talented tongue soon worked its magic on Shelly's clit. I felt her cunt tunnel tighten around my still impaled shaft, felt the inner juices begin to swell and release around me, running down my cock in tiny little droplets of her lubrication. Sheri continued to lick, chasing each one as it fought for its way out of Shelly's cunt, licking each droplet out, she coaxed for more, found more, and slithered her tongue up and round inside her cunt and simultaneously came into continual contact with my own cunt creamed cock.
I felt it once again begin, felt the explosion somewhere in the back of my head, saw the tiny stars of light, pinpricks of electrified miniature climaxes all exploding together at once, forming one gigantic cosmic release. Sheri snatched my prick from Shelly's pussy, enveloping it with her mouth as the first almost near miniscule ejaculation oozed from my prick head. It may not have been as voluminous as it had been previously, but for what my cum lacked in quantity, it made up for in the quality of pleasure produced.
As Sheri's room contained the largest bed, we soon all drifted off to her room. We were all tired and exhausted by this time. We turned off the lights and fell willy-nilly onto the bed, bodies overlapping hanging, breasts cocks and pussy's all pressing together haphazardly. And so we slept, for a while.
I awoke at some point, someone, I knew not, cared not, softly sucking my limp penis. I felt it grow, harden, and eventually release whatever fluids I had remaining. I drifted once again off into sleep, dreamed, and imagined myself licking someone's pussy, awoke; found the fragrant sexual arousal of either Sheri's or Shelly's wrapped nearly around my head. I licked, pleasured her, and once again fell back asleep afterwards.
And so it went, nearly all night long. Sensual silence, broken by the periodic moans of someone experiencing the sweet splendor of yet another orgasm, the movement of bodies, repositioning, seeking, searching, touches as light as a feather, dreamlike at times, and I wondered often if I was dreaming.
I felt Gene's cock resting on my leg at one point. I reached down, stroked him, felt him stiffen gradually in my hand and was surprised at the erotic thrill it gave me to experience another man's cock besides my own swelling and hardening. I continued to play with it, rubbing it back and forth across Shelly's breast until Gene covered it with a thin coat of his final and last pleasurable climax of the evening.
I finally got up to pee at some point just as dawn was finally breaking. I returned to my own room then, knowing full well that if I remained, someone would soon stroke or suck my already near raw cock. I climbed between the sheets and drifted off into the best sleep of my life.
Somewhere around mid-morning, I heard the shower running, heard Shelly and Sheri laughing, showering together. Cum-covered myself with caked on pussy and cock juice, I stumbled out of bed and made my way into the bathroom. There was plenty of room for all of us, and when I entered, they both invited me inside the nice warm cleansing shower.
"No hanky-panky!" I pleaded. "Not just yet anyway." Sheri laughed, reached down grabbing my prick, Shelly knelt down inside the tub, and sucked it as Sheri fed it to her.
"Ah fuck!" I moaned, both in exasperation as well as in surrender. And began to enjoy their manipulations of me all over again.
Things naturally reverted back to the same old hectic schedules we all had. Between work, school, and the occasional necessary chores of housework (yard work) and such, we had not been able to repeat the incredible night we had all shared together. Sheri continued on a near daily basis to tease and tantalize me unmercifully. Our sexcapades including a quick hand job while I stood washing dishes, or a quick fingering cum while one or the other of us studied. There were mutual masturbation episodes where we did nothing but watch one another, sometimes too tired to do any more than that before falling asleep. Each one was uniquely pleasurable in its own way, each one memorable for the way in which we did it, or shared it together.
Sometimes Sheri slept alone with me; sometimes she slept alone with Gene, and on some few occasions with us both. For weeks we experienced one another in everyway possible and imaginable. I had thought then that I had experienced everything that I could; nothing else could arouse me, surprise me, or enlighten me in any way shape or form. And then it was Thanksgiving week. Sheri and Gene's mother arrived and I thought there would if nothing else be a respite to the goings on that had been taking place up until now. I couldn't have been more mistaken.
By chance I was the one to open the door when the door rang. Though she was certainly expected, I had not prepared myself for her arrival on another level entirely. Unsure of what to expect, how Gene or Sheri would act or possibly react while she was there visiting with us. She would of course share the same bed, bedroom with Sheri. That was a given. Frankly I was surprised she had not wanted to stay at a nearby hotel instead, but as she would not be there all that long, a week sharing the same bed with her daughter was of no major obstacle to overcome either.
She introduced herself to me as "Mona" a strikingly beautiful woman with coal black hair and a sensual maturity about her that was evident in her deep blue eyes and provocative smile. I knew she had to be somewhere around twenty or so years of age older than Gene and Sheri, but she certainly didn't look anywhere close to what I could even possibly guess at her age as being. Though she was dressed simply for the trip, her full breasts were as large perhaps even larger than Shelly's and I had to force my gaze away from looking directly at them or embarrass myself upon getting caught otherwise. Though she took my hand in greeting, I was surprised when she stepped into me, and pulled me close enough to give me a quick affectionate kiss on the cheek.
"I'm so glad to finally get to meet you David. Gene and Sheri have told me so much about you that I feel I know you already!"
I wasn't sure what it was 'exactly' that Sheri or Gene had told her about me, but assumed that it couldn't have been too intimately revealing of course. I quickly showed her inside, and was slightly relieved when Sheri joined us having heard her mother's voice. To my amazement, she was still wearing a very skimpy revealing outfit, but at least she wasn't nude or nearly so anyway. But her mother seeing her standing there with most of her breasts exposed in a very tight tank top made me concerned and wondering just how well this living arrangement would be accepted. Mona however made no notice or mention of how her daughter was dressed except to say she was looking good, and that College life seemed to be agreeing with her. Leaving the two of them to get reacquainted, I soon said goodbye and headed off to work.
I arrived home later that night well after everyone else had already gone to bed. I knew that Sheri and her mother were obviously sharing the bedroom, and as the door was closed I also knew that with Mona staying here for a week, there was little chance of a surprise wakeup visit in the middle of the night. I entered my own room as quietly as it was possible to do and finally went to sleep.
I awoke fairly early as I always do. The smell of fresh coffee having been made a definite bonus as it was usually always I who got up and made it. Both Gene and Sheri, unless they were up for an early class or off to work, hardly ever made coffee in the morning even then. So I could only assume that Mona had made it and that she was already up and about.
Although Gene was still sleeping, Sheri had gone off to work at the restaurant much earlier. I was still somewhat asleep heading towards the bathroom and nearly bumped into Mona just as she was coming out.
"Oh! Morning Mona! Did you sleep well?" I asked conversationally. She was wearing one of Sheri's heavy thick terry cloth bathrobes, and I briefly imagined her wearing very little else beneath it. My morning hard-on was obviously doing my thinking for me however, and I quickly shook the thought away as quickly as I'd formed it.
"Not too bad," she answered. "Though I'm pretty used to sleeping alone in my own bed these days, and sharing one with my daughter who likes to talk in her sleep certainly had some entertaining moments throughout the night."
I didn't ask. She didn't offer. Which by my way of thinking was just as well.
"Would you care to join me for a cup of coffee?" She asked with a friendly smile.
"Oh yes please. I'm dying for one. I smelled fresh perked coffee the moment I woke up."
Mona brushed past me then in doorway where we had stood conversing. I felt her breast brush my arm briefly through the confines of the robe.
"Well I'll get out of your way so you can take a leak," she said half kidding, "And will have a cup waiting for you on the counter when you're done."
Once again I was surprised by her 'friendliness' towards me, as well as her frankness. A trait, which she obviously shared with Sheri in many ways. But still, speaking as though we had known one another for years, was something I had not quite yet gotten used to.
True to her word, Mona had a fresh cup waiting for me after I'd had my morning piss. I sat down on one of the barstools, Mona sitting at the small kitchen table with hers. From my particular vantage point, I could see through the top of her partially parted bathrobe, the swell of her breasts. She didn't seem to notice that they had parted however as we continued talking, and I wasn't about to mention it to her anyway.
A few minutes later I heard Gene using the toilet, he never closed the door, and came out to join us afterwards. "Good morning mother," he said bending over her to give her a perfunctory kiss, and I turned my head away to give them a moment without appearing to stare at them when I saw from the corner of my eye what I initially thought was Gene giving her a hug as well. What I then thought I might have seen was his reaching inside her bathrobe and groping at her was confirmed in the next instant.
I saw Mona reach out to slap Gene's hand away, but he was quicker than she was and ducked out of the way. "You naughty boy you! Trying to grope at your own mother, especially in front of David here. I can just imagine what he's thinking now!"
"Well you're the one sitting here with your boobs hanging out. I'm sure that I didn't do anything differently than David would have liked to do. I'm sure he's been sitting here staring at your tits all morning, and you sitting here knowing full well that he was too!"
"I'm sure that David's seen prettier boobs than mine are. What makes you so sure he was looking at them anyway?" Mona closed the top of her bathrobe with one hand, turning towards me and winked. "Besides, knowing your sister, she probably runs around half the time naked anyway. I never could keep clothes on that child! David's probably seen enough boobies to last a lifetime around here!"
"Don't you know it!" Gene kidded back. "Sheri's teased poor David half to death with her antics, and her bare boobs hanging out all the time."
"I bet that's really made it hard-on you," Mona said, and then smiled with the same mischievous look on her face that I'd seen on Sheri's. The innuendo wasn't lost on me either. I nervously laughed in response.
"It's definitely kept things interesting around here, I'll say that much."
"I think what David's trying to say is, we have an interesting little family don't we mother?"
I had no response at all to that one. I didn't dare. And even with Gene baiting me, I wasn't about to bite either.
Mona let go of the top of her robe as though the show of pretense of modesty had been met in some way. Once again her breasts slowly came into an even fuller view as she sat talking with us, and shifting about slightly as she did.
"So what are your plans for today David?" It was a rhetorical question actually. "The reason I ask, is with the Holiday tomorrow, and with me cooking dinner, we obviously need to go pick up a few groceries." I knew Gene had a couple of classes, though I did as well. But it would be far easier for me to get out of mine in order to stick around and go shopping with her than it would for Gene to try and do so.
"No problem. I can skip classes this morning. There's nothing major that I need to be worried about that can't wait until after the Holiday."
"Good!" She said. "Well then, I guess I better get up and get dressed then huh? Do you need to use the shower first Gene?" She asked him.
I saw his look. Knew what was coming. "Go ahead and shower mom. I like to masturbate in the shower in the morning, so I might be a while, unless you'd care to join me instead," he offered.
Once again Mona appeared to try and hit him with a backhand, but Gene simply moved out of the way laughing. "Your incorrigible!" Mona yelled after him as Gene disappeared back down the hallway to his room. "Honestly David. I don't know what gets into that boy sometimes!" She exclaimed. But the same amused smile fell on her face as she'd said it.
"Oh David!" I heard Gene yell back at me. I left something for you on the bed that Shelly asked us to give her today. I need it before I leave for school." I knew what it was, and my face flushed a little. I just hoped Mona had no idea what Gene was talking about. But she didn't appear to.
"Well, guess I'd better get moving myself." I drained the last of my coffee and headed down the hallway. Mona was right behind me.
"You sure you don't need the shower first?" She asked me.
"No. You go ahead. I'll use it after your done."
I quickly ducked into my room, I didn't know if the "thing" Gene had tossed on my bed would arouse suspicions or not. But I wasn't about to take any chances either. I heard the shower moments later, and figured things were pretty safe for the moment.
This little 'kink' thing we'd been doing on and off for a few days was pretty wild. I noticed when I picked up the glass vile that Gene had already deposited his ounce or two of seminal 'finger-juice' for Shelly. And so now it was my turn to add my own to it. I still had a semi erection from having been peering at Mona's breasts. Gene had been right about that. And her tits were every bit as lovely as Sheri's were, if not more so in fact. Something about 'mature' women's breasts definitely got me aroused and excited every time.
I quickly began masturbating and after a couple of minutes was feeling my orgasm getting pretty close. I stopped long enough to un-stopper the vile, stood up, inserted my cock inside of it so that I wouldn't spill any of my ejaculation.
There was a brief light knock on the door, and then it opened. I really did need to get locks installed on all the bedroom doors. But it was a little too late for that now.
"I left the shower running..."
It was all she managed to say. She stood there looking at me, my cock wedged inside a glass tube. I had just squirted my first ejaculate into it when she knocked. So between the split second of orgasm and indecision, I'd lost all ability to respond to the circumstance either way.
"Oh! My!" She continued to stand there looking. Not bothering to excuse her self, (or me) or say or do anything for a moment. And of course, I didn't do much of anything either except to finish coming into the glass vile while Mona stood watching me.
"Anyway, when you're...ah...done here. I left the shower running for you. Would you like me to close this?" She said, still slowly backing out the door as she did.
"Please." I said. My now flaccid prick finally flopping out of the beaker. I felt like throwing it.
Once I heard the door shut and close to Mona's room, I dressed decently enough to head down the hallway to Gene's room, with the tube full of our cum-cream. "Your mother just caught me jerking off into this!" I yelled at him. I felt like throwing it at him, but handed it to him instead.
"Oh Shelly will love this!" Gene rolled on the bed laughing. "I bet mom got quite an eyeful then huh?"
"Damn near!" And then I started laughing too. Although it was, and certainly had been embarrassing, it really was funny when you thought about it.
"Oh shit David. I could just see mom's face with you standing there with your dick stuck in a glass tube!"
"I know. I know!" I finally calmed down enough to finally say. "And I have no idea how the hell I'm even going to be able to face her now before we go shopping!"
"Oh hell. Don't worry about it. She's seen worse pranks and fooling around from both Sheri and I to last a lifetime. One more addition from you isn't going to throw her into any tailspin!"
Gene was still laughing however when I went into the bathroom to shower. "Well at least I won't run into her with my cock hanging out next time I see her." I thought to myself. But I was wrong about that one too.
I stepped out of the bathroom; towel wrapped around me and collided with Gene as he was making his way down the hall to head off for school. My towel came undone, dropped, and of course at that moment, Mona came out of Sheri's bedroom. So once again, there I stood cock hanging out.
"Well, I have no doubt at all now that things are probably pretty interesting around here after all!"
Gene was still howling as the door slammed closed behind him. "Have a good time you two! See ya later!"
"Give me a chance to get dressed Mona." I said somewhat sheepishly. "Then we'll go see about grocery shopping. Oh...and about what you saw? It was kind of a fun practical joke is all...really."
"Oh. Gene already told me what you guys were doing with it. Remember, I know Shelly too. I know how erotically 'wild' she can be as well. So once he told me all about that, I though it was kind of interesting really. I think its great that all of you have such a wonderfully open attitude about your sexuality. I think people who are afraid to express it, or experiment with it are missing out on the fun aspects of life. So if you want to do something, do it. Don't worry about what I might say or think. And besides, you never know what I might be busy doing sometime either. After all, there's no locks on Sheri's door either!"
I quickly slipped into my own room to finish getting dressed after that. Admittedly, Mona was pretty cool, and obviously had a very close openly honest relationship with her kids. Something I was envious of.
Moments later we were in her car heading for the store. I noticed that Mona hadn't worn a bra for the trip either. And wondered briefly if that was for my benefit, or simply because she was wearing something comfortable and unrestraining that she dared dress as she was. We talked about the things we needed to pick up for the big feast, and decided on picking up several additional bottles of wine while we were at it.
We had just about gotten everything we needed. "What about dessert?" Mona asked. "Do you like strawberry's and whipped cream?"
"Oh yea. One of my favorites really!"
"I'll bet!" Mona said, licking her lips in a mocked teasing way. I'm not sure what it was that she was hinting at, but the sexual tension was certainly heating up between us. I'd felt it ever since we'd gotten in her car together.
"Lets go see what kind of fun things we can find." She grabbed the cart and headed down to the produce isle. "See if you can find a pint of real whipping cream. None of that cheap stuff!" I like to eat my desserts with real cream on top. There was that "Sheri" look once again, followed by that suggestively lusty wink of hers as well.
"I'll find it." I promised. "I love real cream too." Mona licked her lips again as though she actually tasted it. "Hurry David. We have a lot to do before everyone gets home this evening."
I couldn't imagine actually what that might be. But whatever she might be thinking about, if it had anything to do with me, was certainly worth hurrying up over.
We got back to the apartment and began putting everything away. I knew that Mona had also picked up some personal items, and soon after took a small sack away with her, which I assumed was her stuff.
I had in fact pretty much gotten everything put away, and noticed Mona had not as yet returned. It had been several minutes, and not that I was worried or anything, why would I be? But was definitely curious as to her prolonged absence. For no other reason than that, I went down the hallway to her room. The door was closed, and I considered walking away until I heard what I thought was a moan. So I knocked instead.
"Mona? You ok?
No answer.
I stood listening, wasn't sure I had heard anything for sure, and was about to walk away once again when I realized I had heard something after all. So I knocked one more time.
"Mona?"
Again no answer. Worried now, I opened the door. After all, I knew none of them had any locks on them.
Mona was lying on the bed, completely naked. But it wasn't 'just' that she was nude, playing with herself that took me by surprise, and wonder. But how she was doing it.
"I was wondering how long it would take you before your curiosity finally got the better of you," she said.
Mona was indeed playing with herself, but it was the dark green cucumber sliding in and out of her marvelously displayed cunt that took my breath away.
"Oh My!" I heard myself saying. And someplace I realized I'd heard those very words before myself.
My feet felt frozen to the floor as I stood there watching her. Unsure whether I should leave or simply stand there gawking at her as she fucked herself with the "cumber".
"Fuck Mona!" Was about all I could manage to say.
She continued to lie there playing with herself. My cock rapidly rising inside my pants, throbbing now with lust and desire. Mona was beautiful, sexy, and more alluring than ever. Something about an "older" woman perhaps, maybe the fact that she was Sheri and Gene's mother...perhaps the perversity of it. So many thoughts bombarded my senses, stirred my imagination and lust.
"Come here," she said.huskily.
Without even being asked, I undid my belt, unzipping my pants as I crossed the room towards the bed.
She cupped one of her beautiful breasts. "Kiss it while I 'cumber-fuck' myself for a moment would you?"
Like a bee drawn to honey, I crossed over, fully undressed now and lay down on the bed beside her, I began sucking her perfect breast, feeling her nipple harden even more so than it already was inside my pursed lips.
I continued to watch her however, even as I kissed, sucked and licked her tits. Watching her sliding the dark green knobby "fuck-cumber" as she'd called it was an incredibly erotic sight. It was then that I actually remembered her examining it at the grocery store.
"I watched you in the store. I didn't know it then, but I wondered about it. It almost looked like you were examining it then. I thought you were of course picking one out for the salad or something, but the way you seemed to caress it was almost sexual, just like you were imagining stroking a guys cock."
"You're very observant David," she replied. "I was feeling it like I will soon be feeling your cock. I wanted the right shape, the slight curvature to tickle my 'g' spot, to make me cum-squirt. Do you like women who do that?" She asked surprising me.
I'd only seen one woman truly do that in a movie and told her as much.
"Would you enjoy watching me do it for you?" She asked.
Like I was going to say no? "Oh hell yes!" Was how I answered that one.
"Let me play with you while I do this then...and watch. Enjoy yourself, enjoy me, watching me as you do."
I turned around on the bed with my face very close to her cunt as she continued slowly stroking the massive cucumber, or "fuck-cumber" inside her pussy. Mona began stroking my own very stiff prick in a matching rhythm with her own in and out pleasured strokes.
"How does that feel?" I found the courage to ask her.
"Hmmmm nice and thick and heavy inside me. Like a nice fat bulging cock. I feel full...and it touches all of me, I can even feel it pressing against my womb at times...or as I said, that particular special spot inside me. When I hit it just right...I know I will squirt when I do that."
After a short time while we lay together, her hand so wonderfully teasing me and playing with my cock, I felt the slightly increased pressure upon it as she neared the orgasm that she had promised to show me. My own arousal level suddenly went up several notches then as well. I could tell she was close. Her breathing was becoming more and more labored, my own, beginning to match hers.
"Oh...nearly there," she moaned softly licking her lips. "Watch me David, watch me squirt for you."
At first, small little clear liquid trickles of water seemed to begin flowing from around the sides of the cucumber, which was now buried fully inside her cunt. This would have been more than enough for me under any circumstances, but I was fully unprepared for what happened next. Mona seemed to hit that "spot" she'd been reaching for. Her deep-throated moan was intense and seemed to constrict her entire body. She released her hand from the "fuck-cumber" then, squeezing my own prick as though to show me through her doing it that she was indeed experiencing this overwhelming orgasm that was only then truly beginning to show its true form.
I looked from her face where her eyes were nearly glued-shut with pleasure. Her mouth still open, but the sound still somewhere far off in the distance yet which would be her penultimate moment of joy and ecstasy when it came. And then it did, in such a wave of pleasure that it stunned me with the pure immeasurable power of it. The cucumber popped from her cunt with a loud gushy sound, followed almost immediately by a torrent of clear liquid fluid in such quantity that it was as though a dam had broken somewhere up inside her, and in some ways, it had. I associated it not unlike the way my waterbed had once sprung a massive tear, and water seemed to gush from it all at once. This was how her pussy erupted, in a fountain of pulsating squirts of pussy juice. And then her climatic scream of joy joined it there, and my own cum ran in streams of white thick liquid down her still pumping hand.
We fell asleep like that. Curled up together as we lay. Still in an upside down, side by side positioning. It had been 'her' orgasm that was draining. Not so much my own though I felt as though it had. Just seeing her collapse as she had in extreme bliss had been mind-blowing, so as we settled in to the warm peaceful afterglow of the moment, we both drifted off to a soft comforting sleep.
It was the sensation of having my cock sucked to arousal that I began to finally awaken. I opened my eyes, looked at Mona, as she lay next to me, still asleep! Sheri, lying at the head of the bed somewhat awkwardly was the one who was sucking my rapidly hardening prick.
Seeing that I was finally alert and aware of what she was doing to me, she finally spoke.
"So. You and mom have a good time?" She wasn't angry. Not at all, and in fact seemed rather pleased to have found me there in bed with her. Hearing her daughter, Mona finally woke sitting up and stretching..
"Hmmm Hi Sweety!" She said. "I was wondering when you'd finally get home."
"I see you showed him your 'g-spot' thing," she said, indicating the cucumber that was still lying in the bed between us. I was still groggily trying to take all this in when I saw Sheri reach over and cup her mothers pussy mound, slipping her middle finger inside her as she did.
