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"Mmmm..." Sylvia moaned into her son's mouth. She pulled back, brushing her lips against his face. "Tastes good."
Then she proceeded to trace her tongue all over, anyplace her juices were. She sucked his tongue, relishing the thought that she was tasting her own juices from her son's face and mouth.
"Mama loves to taste herself almost as much as she loves the taste of your come."
"Yes, Mom. We can do that anytime you like." He smiled. "Anytime at all."
The room fell silent with the exception of their steady breathing. Their bodies melded together, skin on skin, as mother and son savored the aftermath of their lovemaking. Soon, Sylvia heard crickets outside and the rumble of the occasional car passing by. Moonlight filtered through the drapes, creating vague, silver-grey shadows on the walls, the bed, and their coupled bodies.
Part Six -- Come Together
With breaded pork chops staying warm in the oven, Sylvia placed the fresh, hot dinner rolls in the aluminum bun warmer, fitting the lid on top. Creamed corn, made fresh and not from the can, was already on the kitchen table in a covered ceramic dish.
Per his mother's instructions, Neil helped clean up after the meal prep, washing the bowls and utensils, drying them and placing them away. Now he lounged in the living room, watching television in his favorite spot.
Sylvia glanced at the wall clock and muttered to herself. "Everything's in order." She couldn't understand why she was so nervous. Oh, fuck it, yes she could. Her mind had hatched this perverted plot to get her son between her best friend's thighs. Once this was accomplished, she would join in and everyone would get what they needed, and what she and Bobbie had missed out on for so many tortuous years. The fact that Bobbie would even entertain the idea made it all the more exciting.
Lesbian sex, then incest, and now getting my son to fuck my best friend and lover. How many taboos can we shatter?
"Mom, settle down and come sit with me," Neil called from the living room. "I'm sure we'll hear the doorbell when Bobbie gets here."
Sylvia slapped her thighs nervously, looking around the kitchen before untying her apron and putting it away. Reluctantly, she exited the kitchen and joined her son, sitting with him hip-to-hip.
"That's better." Her son slid his arm around her waist, pulling her against him.
She smiled, looking over to Neil, his face still directed toward the TV. Her eyes wandered to a familiar spot, his snug shorts.
God, that boy's still sporting a bulge, even flaccid. God, I want to touch, but no.
"So you're going to give Bobbie a show anyway, son?" She squeezed his bare thigh. "What did I tell you about this?" In spite of her words, she wanted to pull his shorts off and give him a blowjob on the spot.
"Oh, come on, Mom." He looked at her, brow furrowing. "This is a lot more chaste than my usual getup." He moved in and pressed his lips against hers. Sylvia returned the kiss as their tongues rubbed together for a second. He whispered against her face. "You're just wanting to see it again."
Sylvia snorted. "Goddamn right about that." With her hand still squeezing his thigh, she had to concentrate not to slide her fingertips underneath his shorts. She closed her eyes, head resting against her son's. "See it, touch it, suck it and feel it inside my body."
Neil kissed her cheek. "What would Bobbie think of us fucking?" Another kiss, this time on the neck. Sylvia exhaled, luxuriating in the touch of her son's lips and hot breath. "And sucking." More kisses on bare skin as she fought to keep from panting with lust. His hand rubbed her breast and she swatted it away. "And all kinds of perverted things."
"Jesus, son," she wriggled nervously as desire pulsed through her body. "Is that any way to speak to your mother?"
Damn, my boy's speaking to me like an adult. But he IS all grown up now. I keep forgetting. God, I need to get myself together. I'm so wet and horny.
Just when Sylvia was about to lose control, the doorbell rang. She jumped.
"Company's here!" Neil said facetiously, grinning from ear to ear while his flustered mother stood up and smoothed her skirt against her thighs. Sylvia could see his cock had become fully erect.
"Cool yourself down," she admonished him, shaking her finger at his jutting tentpole. "And hide that damn thing before I let Bobbie in!"
Goddammit!
"I'll try, Mom." He kept on grinning. "God, your face is so red!"
"Oh! You're such a bad boy!" She tugged at the short sleeves of her house dress, brightly flowered and demure. "How do I look?"
Neil arched his eyebrow, head tilting. "Like I could get you out of that dress and on your back in ten seconds flat."
"Dammit, I'm serious!"
"Okay, okay, Mom. Seriously, you look great. Relax!"
With a huff, Sylvia walked to the front door. Grabbing the doorknob, she paused for a moment, taking a deep breath.
Come on, girl. Steady breathing. Steady, now.
Looking through the peephole, she twisted the knob, pulling the door open to reveal Bobbie's smiling face.
Here we go, ready or not!
"Hello, dear!" Her friend said, eyes sparkling. Bobbie held a round Tupperware container. Inside it was something that looked like a chocolate cake.
Before Sylvia could respond, she noticed Bobbie's attire. Her eyes widened, mouth falling open as she let out a gasp.
Oh, my god!
Sylvia had never seen her friend dress like this. Bobbie was clad in a snug, revealing white blouse that let all of her bounty spill out in a most revealing and flattering way. She could see the outline of her bra underneath. Erect nipples poked out at the tip of each succulent mound, surrounded by a hint of wide areola. Bobbie had a short, black skirt which ended above her knees, only partially concealing her full, lush thighs. The only thing demure about her was a pair of low-heeled, sensible shoes. Still, a glint of shiny leather made the ensemble even more naughty.
"I...I..." Sylvia's words abandoned her as Bobbie's face drew near.
"Just a meal, love," Bobbie whispered in her ear, eyes laughing, giving her a peck on the cheek.
Sylvia paused a moment before reaching out to embrace her friend.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," was all she could say as their breasts pressed together. The heat from Bobbie's body, plus her subtle perfume, only enflamed Sylvia more.
"Let me put this cake down somewhere and we can continue this."
"Oh!" Sylvia pulled back, shaking. "What am I thinking?" She was so aroused and nervous, she practically tripped over her own feet.
"Careful, my love." Bobbie steadied her friend as she closed the door behind them. Sylvia regained her balance and they both walked, hand in hand, to the kitchen.
"Bobbie's here!" Sylvia called out, her voice pitched a bit higher than usual.
Neil appeared behind them as Bobbie placed the Tupperware container on the kitchen counter. Sylvia turned, her eyes immediately glancing down to her son's crotch. His erection had mostly subsided, much to her relief. Bobbie turned to greet the boy.
"Neil!" She let out another magnificent smile.
"Hello again, Bobbie," he returned the smile, then paused. He couldn't help but gawk, giving her the once-over as she approached him.
"Hello, honey," Bobbie opened her arms.
Neil snapped out of his momentary trance to embrace her. Sylvia watched, brain buzzing a mile a minute, as Bobbie gave him a good, firm, full-body embrace. To his delight, Neil's face ended up between her breasts, lingering there for a second longer than Sylvia thought proper.
God, this is so fucked up, but I'm so hot right now.
"Oh, my god!" Bobbie touched his face, her other hand squeezing his shoulder. "The last time I saw you, you were just a little boy, but now you're all grown up!"
"Eighteen now!" Sylvia looked into her son's eyes.
And ready to fuck.
"I'm glad you could pay us a visit," Neil said, putting on his most adult voice. "It's been way too long."
"I agree." Bobbie couldn't stop touching the boy, but finally forced herself to pull away. "I don't know where the time went."
"Son, let's bring out the food. You get the dinner rolls." Sylvia slipped on a pair of oven mitts and retrieved the pork chops from the oven while Neil brought the bun warmer.
"Grab a chair, honey," Sylvia instructed. Sliding the aluminum container on the table, Neil pulled a chair out for their guest.
"What a gentleman." Bobbie smiled at the boy as her sweet, ample rump slid against the padded seat.
"Yes, ma'am." Neil didn't waste a chance to touch her lush, round hips as he pretended to help her with the chair, something that didn't escape his mother's attention.
Damn, my boy's such a dog.
She couldn't help but smirk.
But aren't all men?
"Mmmm, all of this smells so good," Bobbie said, Neil standing only inches behind her. His eyes couldn't help but gaze down into the deep valley of inviting cleavage only inches from his face.
"Thank you, love." Sylvia placed the serving dish containing the pork chops on the table. "What would you like to drink?"
"What do you have? I'm not particular."
With everyone seated, they passed around the frosty glass pitcher of lemon iced tea.
"Just grab what you want," Sylvia giggled. "We're barbarians here."
"I like that." Bobbie glanced over to Neil, who couldn't stop ogling her breasts.
"Uh, yeah!" Neil, again, snapped himself back into the moment.
Bobbie's tits jiggled as she cut into the pork chop. Both Sylvia and her son savored the view.
"Mmmm," Bobbie chewed slowly as all eyes played over her breasts and face. "Perfect!"
The remainder of the meal proceeded in a straightforward manner, but the superficial banter left Sylvia wanting more. She wished all of them could relax and discuss something other than the weather, Neil's college plans or the price of coffee. Of course, his presence prevented any intimate talk between the women. Bobbie's demeanor remained warm and inviting, but nothing else. Of course, her attire said something more.
As Sylvia placed the last bite of food in her mouth, her eyes rose to meet Neil's. Instantly, she turned to Bobbie, and their eyes also met. A warm sensation enveloped her stomach.
Can it be true or am I going crazy? I'm getting signals from both of them!
She remained silent for a moment, chewing her pork chop, smiling at her best friend and lover. Then she turned to smile at her son and lover.
God, can we all just get naked now and have some real fun? So many taboos I want to break today.
Sylvia broke the silence. "How about we get comfy in the living room?"
"I'm game," Bobbie said as Neil stood, eager to help her stand. It was a silly and clumsy gesture as he pulled back the chair and Bobbie stood, but both of them enjoyed it immensely.
"Let me help put the food away," Bobbie said.
"No, I..."
"Oh, come on, honey." Without thinking, Bobbie swatted her friend on the butt, making her jump slightly. Bobbie grinned to herself, shaking her head.
Careful, Bobbie-girl. That boy looks primed for action, but does he know I'm fucking his mother?
"Oh, okay," Sylvia blushed furiously, her pussy again throbbing with need. "Just the bare minimum. I'll take care of the dishes later."
"If you insist."
Neil disappeared into the living room. A few minutes later, Bobbie and Sylvia joined him. Much to his surprise, and to his mother's perverse delight, her friend plopped down on the sofa right next to Neil.
"Do you mind, honey?" The look on her face was priceless as she gazed into his eyes.
"Uh...n-no, Bobbie." The poor kid was both taken aback and aroused by the closeness of her warm, buxom body. He couldn't help but steal another lingering glance at her tits.
"We should do this more often," Bobbie smiled, her arm slipping around Neil's shoulder. For an instant, Neil closed his eyes in ecstasy as her body pressed against his. "Next time, you two come to my house." Her hand squeezed his shoulder as her head leaned against his. "I love to cook. We'll have a feast!"
Sylvia watched passively, eyes wide, as her best friend seduced her son. Trying not to look like a deer in the headlights, she finally stammered out a response.
"Y-yes, honey. We'd love that!" Again she glanced down to Neil's shorts and, no surprise, he was fully erect.
Oh, my god!
"Yeah!" Neil managed to add, luxuriating in Bobbie's attention. He was practically nuzzling her luscious breasts, no longer trying to conceal his admiration for them, much to her delight.
Sylvia's mind buzzed, trying to figure out the best way to steer the conversation. She wanted to fuck so bad she was about to jump out of her skin. When was Bobbie going to cast her eyes down and behold his full glory? What then? Neil rescued her by opening his mouth.
"So how did that legal case turn out?" He turned his face toward Bobbie, his nose only an inch from her cheek.
Both the women paused, looking at each other in silence.
"The legal case," Neil pressed on, now turning to look at his mother. "That tough one you spent last weekend working on?"
"Oh, that!" Sylvia lit up, remembering the lie. So much had transpired in recent days, the past weekend seemed years ago. "Well..." She paused again, trying to get their hastily made-up story straight in her mind. "We..."
"No sweat," Bobbie interrupted. Another recued moment. "It was a slam dunk." She smiled at Sylvia.
"Oh, nice." Neil's voice had changed somewhat. He sounded bemused by her response. He'd adjusted to the initial shock of Bobbie's amorous behavior and, while still aroused, now he had something else on his mind. "It must've been exhausting."
Sylvia thought she heard a hint of sarcasm. "It was." She hated lying to her son, and she wanted so much to confess to him what they'd been really doing. "But it was worth it."
Neil nodded his head, a mischievous look crossing his face. "Yeah, Mom, it must've been really tough. I never mentioned it, but when you came home Saturday, your blouse was inside out."
Sylvia felt her heart leap and Bobbie's eyes were like saucers. Neither one of them could find the words to respond.
Shit, that's why he was sniffing me over and interrogating me when I got home! He was probably on to us from the start!
With Bobbie looking at her, still speechless, Sylvia finally spoke.
"Well, I was trying on some clothes Bobbie was going to throw out."
Oh, Sylvia, damn you and your lies.
"Oh. Okay." Neil couldn't help but grin. He knew he was being lied to, and was making the most of it. "You and Bobbie wear the same size clothes?"
"Well, uh..." Sylvia felt sweat beading on her forehead. She noticed Bobbie gazing at her son's erection. It was all too much. "Excuse me." She quickly rose to her feet and escaped to the bathroom, where she closed the door, locking it behind her. Her mind raced like never before.
Oh, god. I have to stop lying to my boy. He knows something's going on!
She slipped her skirt and panties down her legs and perched on the toilet. As she urinated, Sylvia mentally grabbed at any story, any scenario she could think of to free her and Bobbie from the web of lies. She plucked a small wad of toilet paper from the roll and reached underneath to wipe herself. As her fingers rubbed against her pussy, she gasped with frustration.
No...no...I can't. Not now! Oh, fuck.
Surrendering to need, her fingers blurred against her wetness, rubbing her hard, erect clit without mercy. Images of Bobbie and her son coupling in numerous positions flashed through her brain until she bucked against the toilet seat, biting her lower lip, trying to keep from moaning and thrashing as the orgasm hit.
Oh god, I need to fuck. God, please, I need sex...now! Forgive me for being such a slut and a horrible mother.
Sylvia washed her hands, did a quick self-check in the bathroom mirror, and returned to the living room.
What she saw next almost made her knees buckle.
Oh, sweet Jesus!
There was her son and her best friend in flagrante delicto. Bobbie's blouse was fully open and pulled aside, dropping off her shoulders. A loose bra strap curled around her elbow, allowing one of her ample breasts free.
With his upper body reclining across Bobbie's lap, Neil hungrily fed on her tit, his mouth working overtime as he luxuriated in her huge, erect nipple. As she nursed the young man, Bobbie rubbed his erection through his shorts, her eyes closed, lost in pleasure.
Everything was happening so fast, but Sylvia had to admit, that's what she wanted. In less than a minute, she stripped down to her birthday suit, tossing her clothes on the easy chair. As she approached the two, Bobbie opened her eyes and let out a big grin.
"Come join us." She said.
Still feeding on Bobbie's breast, Neil opened his eyes and nodded slightly.
Totally nude, Sylvia knelt on the carpet, next to the sofa. Bobbie slipped the other strap off her shoulder, pulling the bra down to set her other breast free. The next moment, Sylvia leaned over her reclining son and joined him in sucking Bobbie's tits.
"Ohhhh!!!" Bobbie exhaled, her voice quivering as she felt two mouths contentedly sucking on her thick buds. "Goddamn this feels so good!" She kissed Neil's cheek, then turned to kiss to top of Sylvia's head.
"Guess the cat's out of the bag now, huh?"
Sylvia moaned, possessed by desire and overjoyed all three of them had finally surrendered to what they wanted and needed so much.
After a few minutes of silence, except for the sound of hungry mouths feeding, Bobbie whispered to her friend.
"Honey, pull down his shorts."
Obediently, Sylvia released the breast and sat back, bare-assed, on her heels. Neil was still lost in blissful feeding while she grasped the elastic waistband and pulled the garment down his thighs. Immediately, his cock bobbed free. Both women gazed at his beautifully curved, erect tool, then at each other.
"Suck it." Bobbie said. "I want to watch."
Nodding, Sylvia grasped the base of her son's cock and placed her lips around his glistening, purple helmet. Saliva dribbled down his shaft as she licked all around, making him squirm and moan into Bobbie's tit. The next moment, Sylvia formed a tight lock around Neil's rod, her head undulating, bobbing faster and faster, taking more and more of her son into her mouth until she enveloped it. Neil writhed in response, but remained still enough so she could do her work.
"Yes, love, that's it." Bobbie growled with hungry eyes. "Blow your kid."
Sylvia pressed her nose against his thick pubic hair, feeling his helmet tickling the back of her throat, then pulled all the way up, almost releasing the tip, then plunged back down to the base again. Bobbie put her hand on the back of Sylvia's head as slurping noises filled the air.
"Yes, yes, honey! Damn, you know how to give head."
Sylvia moaned with contentment as she expertly pumped up and down the shaft. Neil dug his fingers into Bobbie's flesh, fighting to maintain control. This went on for only a minute or so until the boy started whimpering into the pillow of flesh filling his mouth.
"Looks like this boy's about to pop." Stroking his hair, Bobbie kissed Neil again. Sylvia agreed, although she could say nothing since her mouth was filled with cock. She grunted an affirmative noise. She could feel his shaft tensing more and more, and thought of her husband. His cock -- hell, every man's cock -- started that tensing right before orgasm. Bobbie's hand slipped from his hair to inside his loose shirt. Her fingers brushed across his nipple, then circled it as she teased and tugged gently. Neil huffed, his hands literally clamping around Bobbie's waist, teetering on the verge.
"What do you say, kiddo?" She rolled his nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Neil, still feeding, couldn't stand it any longer. His mouth released the succulent fruit, opening wide.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
"Come for us, honey." Bobbie's voice was filled with lust. "Come for your mother." Her thumbnail tortured his hard, erect nipple.
Bobbie's other hand closed around the back of Sylvia's head, tugging her hair.
Then it hit.
"Ahhhhggggg!!!" Neil's body bucked and writhed, hanging onto Bobbie for dear life as he came inside his mother's mouth. Sylvia reached up to grasp her son's hips, trying to keep from getting bucked off as she finished him. Gobs and gobs of thick, creamy ejaculate pulsed down her throat as she kept a tight seal on her son's cock, swallowing every drop of his semen.
"Yes...YES!!!" Bobbie said as she held him, her still-wet nipple only inches from his gaping mouth. "Give your mother your seed. Come...COME!!!"
"Uh huh...uh huh..." Neil nodded, first looking down to his mother, still finishing the job, then up to Bobbie. She leaned over to press her open mouth against his. Their tongues lashed together for a moment as Sylvia swallowed the last of his come.
Loud smacking noises signaled completion. Sylvia pulled her mouth up her son's shaft several times until the taste of come subsided.
Bobbie pulled back, gazing into Neil's eyes with lust and love. "How was that, sweetheart?"
All Neil could do was nod again and bury his face between Bobbie's breasts. Sylvia rested her head against his stomach, his wet, erect cock still pressing against her face.
After a minute or so, Sylvia lifted her head, licking her lips one last time to taste any remaining semen that might have remained. "I think this would be more fun in the bedroom, don't ya think?" Her eyes conveyed pure sin.
Neil didn't even wait to get to the bedroom. It took only a few seconds for him to strip nude, and both he and Sylvia hustled Bobbie to the bedroom, where they stripped her down in seconds flat.
"Oh, my goodness!" Bobbie exclaimed, her matronly body quivering as she was pushed back on the bed. Immediately, Neil slid up between her open thighs. She was so wet, he entered her without effort.
"Oh, shit!" She yelped as his hardness pushed deep inside her. "I haven't had a cock since forever!" She gripped Neil's buttocks and held on to his undulating body. "God, oh god, this feels so damn good!"
"Yes, my love." Sylvia watched her son fucking away, then looked into Bobbie's eyes. "Take his cock. TAKE IT!!!"
"Uh huh!" Bobbie nodded, her tits jiggling with each thrust. "Uh huh!"
To his mother's voyeuristic glee, Neil literally attacked Bobbie, unfazed by his orgasm only minutes ago.
Goddamn, that kid just keeps fucking and fucking!
Sylvia moved in on the two, first touching her son's tensing buttocks, then turning to look at her friend's blissful face.
"How's that, my love?" She asked.
"Oh, my god!" Bobbie managed to whisper, reaching up to touch Sylvia's cheek. "Thank you for this. I just..."
Then Sylvia leaned over to press her mouth against Bobbie's. The two kissed deeply as Neil thrust away. Bobbie broke the kiss.
"Shit, this kid's going to make me come...and soon!"
"That's it, my love!" Sylvia nodded, eyes wide with lust. She cupped one of Bobbie's tits in her hand and tugged on the thick nipple. Immediately, Bobbie's eyelids fluttered and she bit her lower lip.
"Yes, girlfriend," Bobbie said. "Tug it...tug it hard!"
Sylvia did more than that. She slipped her other hand around Bobbie and squeezed her other breast. The next moment, she was massaging and pulling on both of her friend's swollen buds.
"Oh, gah..." Bobbie lost her words, clenching her white teeth, thrusting back against Neil's body. "GodDAMN it! Grrr..."
"Fucking come for me, honey...COME!" Sylvia rained more kisses onto Bobbie's face.
That did it. With a low wail, Bobbie threw her head back, mouth agape, her plump body convulsing as the climax hit. She couldn't speak as her hips gyrated underneath Neil's urgent thrusts. Sylvia stroked her glistening flesh as the odor of sex filled the air. Her face beet red, Bobbie could only grunt like an animal as wave after wave of violent pleasure shattered her reserve.
"Aaaagggh!!! AAAAGGGHHH!!!"
A few more spasms and Bobbie fell back, gasping for breath, arms above her head. Sylvia cooed soft words, barely audible.
"Sweet lover, yes...yes."
The two women thought the encounter was over, but Neil had other plans. He managed to keep thrusting all through Bobbie's orgasm, and wasn't about to stop.
"Oh, shit!" Bobbie managed to croak, sweat covering her body. "He's not done, is he?"
"What did I tell you, my love?" Sylvia grinned, her eyes on fire. "My boy's a fucking machine. Can you handle it?"
Bobbie looked at Neil, then back at her friend, nodding. Still her eyes were uncertain.
Neil kept pounding away, minute after minute, sweat forming on his body as well. Bobbie managed to whisper above the slapping noises.
"Dammit." She looked at Sylvia. "I can't believe it, but I think I'm going to come again!"
"Yes! Yes!" Sylvia nodded. "You two need to come together!"
"Uh huh." Bobbie nodded.
"I'll help." Sylvia's fingers immediately found her son's nipples, brushing against them, then tugging and rolling them. The boy reacted.
"Dammit, Mom," he gasped for air. "I'll come if you do that."
"But that's what I want, son." Sylvia milked his buds, her red-painted thumbnails digging into his tender flesh. "Give Bobbie your seed."
"Yes, Mom, yes!"
Sylvia's relentless tugging on his nipples did the trick. The next moment, his body bucked and convulsed as he clenched his teeth, growling out another sticky load, only this time into Bobbie's yielding body.
"Oh, fuck...ohhh, fuck yes!" Bobbie gripped the headboard, whiteknuckled as her young lover spasmed one last time, his sweaty body falling on top of hers.
"Goddamn, yes!" Sylvia fought to keep from rubbing her own pussy, she was so horny from watching this perfect act of love. "Damn, you two, godDAMN!" She slid down beside their still-coupled bodies.
What seemed like an eternity passed as the lovers caught their breath. Neil rolled over, beside Bobbie, spooning against her like a baby. A satisfied women, her luscious breasts fell to the sides, huge nipples still poking out, always.
Looking at Bobbie's face, her eyes closed, Sylvia noticed a tear streaking down her cheek. Bobbie began to sob gently, then her face contorted as she started to cry. Her hands went up to her face. Sylvia gently rubbed her shoulder.
"Oh, honey." Sylvia kissed her flushed skin repeatedly. She didn't have to ask. She knew exactly what kind of emotions were getting released. Nothing like a good fucking to stir things up.
Neil looked at his mother, eyes uncertain. He didn't understand. He shrugged his shoulders like "What did I do?" Sylvia shook her head to say, "Nothing. It's not your fault." Neil slid off the bed and scampered off to the bathroom.
"Oh, shit." Bobbie sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I'm sorry."
"No need to be, my love." Sylvia sidled her nude body against her friend's. "Sometimes the emotions come from nowhere and surprise you."
"By god, that kid can fuck." Bobbie managed to chuckle through the tears. "It just brought back that feeling I would get when Ronnie would Ra*e me. All of the stress and strife of the week would spill out. It's like he battered away between my thighs to exorcise his demons, and to help me get rid of mine."
Sylvia nodded, again mentally returning to the bedroom treatment Dan-O subjected her to on a regular basis, a little violence, some humiliation, and lots of passionate fucking, bringing emotions and desires to the surface that confused her. However, she realized it could also be cleansing in a way. She also realized she'd be examining her dark side for years to come. Perhaps, with time, she could completely open up to Bobbie and her son and free some demons of her own. Bobbie continued.
"But in addition to my memories of Ronnie, there's something else now, something new." Sylvia passed Bobbie a Kleenex. "Jesus, perverted thoughts about my son, and having your boy fuck me senseless..." She wiped her nose. "God, how filthy am I?"
Sylvia took the Kleenex from her friend and tossed it in the wastepaper basket.
"I don't know, sweetheart." She smirked, kissing her cheek again. "Maybe we can find out."
"Jesus, you think so?" Bobbie laughed, turning to look at Sylvia. Their lips met. First, it was a few light kisses, then more, tongues tracing against each other, then deeper. Soon, they were making out like lovers should, bodies pressing together as they devoured each other's mouths. They didn't notice Neil had returned from the bathroom.
"Damn!" He smiled, eyes wide, enjoying the show.
The two women looked at the naked young man.
"Damn is right." Sylvia looked at her son's cock, still erect and bobbing. "Aren't you worn out? Why is that thing still hard?"
"I dunno." He shrugged innocently. "You okay, Bobbie?"
"I'm fine, honey." Bobbie smiled, moving to the edge of the bed, making space for Neil to slide back up between them. "It's been a long time since I've had a cock inside me."
"Better get used to it." Neil smirked, quite pleased with himself. His pole bobbed back and forth as he lay on his back.
"Oh, my god!" Bobbie couldn't help but quiver.
"Okay, Mr. Studly," Sylvia said, her head askew. "Your work load has now doubled, so you better eat your Wheaties. Do you think you can satisfy both of us?"
"Mom, of course," he responded. "As long as I can watch you two go after it as well."
Both women gasped, looking at each other.
"How do you feel about that?" Sylvia asked her son. "Bobbie and I doing it?"
"Oh, come on." Neil grimaced. "Love is love, and I think you two are a great couple. Besides..." His mouth curled at the edges. "Two women? Goddamn!"
"Naughty boy!" Sylvia tugged at her son's nipple playfully, eyes again meeting with Bobbie's. Then she changed the topic. "And while I'm thinking about it, son, will you please return my red bra and panties?"
Bobbie looked at her friend inquisitively.
"I'll tell you later, girlfriend."
"Mom!" Neil was taken aback. "How did you know?"
"In a drawer full of virgin white panties and bras, don't you think I'd notice them missing? Now YOU come on!" Sylvia glared at her son. "I can still wear them, you know, if you haven't destroyed them with your furious jacking off."
"Mom, you're embarrassing me!" Neil was, once again, a teenager.
"Okay, okay, honey." Sylvia found she had wrapped her hand around her son's affliction and was, once again, tugging at it gently. Releasing it, she rolled on her back and fluffed a pillow behind her head.
"I see we're far from being done, young man." She motioned to Neil's jutting erection. "Let's see if three times can tame that beast." She opened her arms.
Neil didn't need any more prompting. Much to both women's delight, he crawled up between his mother's thighs, mounting her with one push.
"Ohhhh, YES!" Sylvia whimpered, her son's cock yet again finding that sweet spot. "God, I've been teetering on the edge all damn day!"
Neil kissed his mother's mouth as his body began to undulate.
"Fuck," Bobbie shook her head in disbelief, reaching out to touch the small of Neil's back while he fucked his mother. "Unbelieveable."
Sylvia turned to Bobbie, gazing deep into her eyes.
"I think we can both get used to this, eh?" Her voice quivered with each of her son's thrusts.
Bobbie just nodded, soaking up the incestuous vision before her as slapping noises echoed from the walls.
Part Seven -- Aftermath
(One year later)
Crimson-faced, Sylvia pulled her skirt up as Bobbie buttoned her blouse. Before finishing a plate of finger sandwiches Sylvia had made for lunch in their secret lair on the seventh floor of the office building where they worked, the women partook in an aggressive round of mutual masturbation to help take the edge off an otherwise stressful work day.
"Oh, shit, I just gotta." Bobbie pulled a cigarette out of her purse and lit up, inhaling deeply.
Sylvia frowned slightly. Her friend had been trying to quit smoking for months. With all of the athletic sex going on among Bobbie, Sylvia and Neil -- and now Bobbie's son William - she wanted to get into better shape. She had started a regimen of diet and exercise and had lost around twenty pounds, much to her delight. Still, the nicotine habit was the hardest to break.
"That's the last one in your purse, right?" Sylvia prodded her friend. Bobbie looked into her eyes and nodded, blowing a plume of smoke in the air.
"Yes, and I'm not buying any more."
"You said that last time." Sylvia chewed her little sandwich. "I'm sorry, my love. I know it's hard."
"You bet your sweet bippy." Bobbie took another crackling draw.
"But look at you! So svelte!" Sylvia took another sandwich from the plate. "I bet your boy doesn't know what to do."
"Oh, he knows what to do." Bobbie smiled as she stubbed out the cigarette and reached for a sandwich. "Damn, that boy took to me like..." She stopped midsentence, quivering with the thought.
"Well, at least one good thing came out of their time apart." Sylvia referred to Bobbie's son, William, separating from his wife.
The marital troubles they had discussed earlier hadn't improved, much to Bobbie's dismay. While William mapped out a plan for his future, with or without his wife Nellie, he moved in with Bobbie.
"He still has no idea what's going on with us?" Sylvia pulled a handkerchief from her purse to wipe her hands.
"No, amazingly enough."
"You've been missed in our bed, to say the least."
"I know, I know, love."
"But I understand when your son suddenly becomes your lover."
Bobbie could only snicker, putting her hand on her mouth. Her darling Billy had only been sleeping with his mother for a week or so.
"Jesus, that night he slipped into my bed." Bobbie tugged at her sleeves, straightening her rather loose-fitting blouse. She made a mental note to buy more clothes to better fit her diminishing figure. "But it was like I sensed he would."
"Tell me again." Sylvia took Bobbie's hand. "Do you mind if it gets me hot?"
"Of course not." Bobbie couldn't help but smile. She loved telling stories that enflamed her best friend who, in turn, reciprocated with her own tales. This time it was her face that flushed red. "I almost went to sleep naked, but managed to put on the skimpiest nothing of a nightie I could find." She squeezed Sylvia's hand. "When I felt him climb into bed, I didn't hesitate. I turned toward him and, next thing I know, his face was between my breasts."
"It was overdue, girlfriend."
"Indeed. He was hard as a rock and, next thing I knew, I was nursing him, then..." Bobbie shuddered. She looked at the ceiling, eyes far away, relishing the moment. "He was resting between my thighs, pumping away like he'd been doing it for years."
"Oh, how happy you must be." From the sound of her voice, there was no doubt Sylvia was again aroused and ready.
Bobbie wished they could both leave work for the afternoon and wreck a bed. "Honey, never in my life did I think I would have so much to be thankful for, and so much satisfaction. I can't believe I have more love than I can handle."
"Don't fret about that. Just take it as it comes." Sylvia grinned. "Literally."
Bobbie laughed. Not thinking, she reached into her purse for another cigarette, but remembered they were all gone.
"What would William think of our shenanigans?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought that far ahead."
"I understand."
"What about your explorations with Neil?" Bobbie bit at her fingernail.
"Oh..." Sylvia had finally donned the famous, or infamous, bra and panties and was trying to coax her son into reliving some old times, more accurately, her times with Dan, although she never let on to Neil her true objective. "Ra*e is such an incendiary word. I wish I could use a different word with him."
"Ravish?"
"No."
"Subjugate?"
"Hmmm..." Sylvia rubbed her chin.
"Pork?" Bobbie snickered.
"Oh, yuck!" Sylvia jokingly grabbed her friend's breast. "I'm just glad he's going to be around for another year or so."
"Thank god for community college, eh?"
"Damn right. I don't know what I'd do if he was at the university." Sylvia took to rubbing the insides of her thighs again. "Guess I'd have to settle for you alone."
"Bitch!" Bobbie laughed, slapping her friend's knee.
"We have time to discover." Sylvia took Bobbie's hand and squeezed it lovingly. "All of us."
"Yes, my angel."
Suddenly, the air pressure changed in their secret chamber, which meant someone was approaching.
"Shit, are we decent?" Bobbie tugged again at her blouse.
"I think so." Sylvia snapped her purse shut.
The next moment, the old janitor poked his head into the room. Seeing the women, he furrowed his brow, mystified at the sight of human beings in the remote chamber.
"What are you two doing in here?" He asked, his voice rough from age, cigarettes and whiskey.
The two women looked at each other, then back to him. Bobbie finally spoke.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
Then she proceeded to trace her tongue all over, anyplace her juices were. She sucked his tongue, relishing the thought that she was tasting her own juices from her son's face and mouth.
"Mama loves to taste herself almost as much as she loves the taste of your come."
"Yes, Mom. We can do that anytime you like." He smiled. "Anytime at all."
The room fell silent with the exception of their steady breathing. Their bodies melded together, skin on skin, as mother and son savored the aftermath of their lovemaking. Soon, Sylvia heard crickets outside and the rumble of the occasional car passing by. Moonlight filtered through the drapes, creating vague, silver-grey shadows on the walls, the bed, and their coupled bodies.
Part Six -- Come Together
With breaded pork chops staying warm in the oven, Sylvia placed the fresh, hot dinner rolls in the aluminum bun warmer, fitting the lid on top. Creamed corn, made fresh and not from the can, was already on the kitchen table in a covered ceramic dish.
Per his mother's instructions, Neil helped clean up after the meal prep, washing the bowls and utensils, drying them and placing them away. Now he lounged in the living room, watching television in his favorite spot.
Sylvia glanced at the wall clock and muttered to herself. "Everything's in order." She couldn't understand why she was so nervous. Oh, fuck it, yes she could. Her mind had hatched this perverted plot to get her son between her best friend's thighs. Once this was accomplished, she would join in and everyone would get what they needed, and what she and Bobbie had missed out on for so many tortuous years. The fact that Bobbie would even entertain the idea made it all the more exciting.
Lesbian sex, then incest, and now getting my son to fuck my best friend and lover. How many taboos can we shatter?
"Mom, settle down and come sit with me," Neil called from the living room. "I'm sure we'll hear the doorbell when Bobbie gets here."
Sylvia slapped her thighs nervously, looking around the kitchen before untying her apron and putting it away. Reluctantly, she exited the kitchen and joined her son, sitting with him hip-to-hip.
"That's better." Her son slid his arm around her waist, pulling her against him.
She smiled, looking over to Neil, his face still directed toward the TV. Her eyes wandered to a familiar spot, his snug shorts.
God, that boy's still sporting a bulge, even flaccid. God, I want to touch, but no.
"So you're going to give Bobbie a show anyway, son?" She squeezed his bare thigh. "What did I tell you about this?" In spite of her words, she wanted to pull his shorts off and give him a blowjob on the spot.
"Oh, come on, Mom." He looked at her, brow furrowing. "This is a lot more chaste than my usual getup." He moved in and pressed his lips against hers. Sylvia returned the kiss as their tongues rubbed together for a second. He whispered against her face. "You're just wanting to see it again."
Sylvia snorted. "Goddamn right about that." With her hand still squeezing his thigh, she had to concentrate not to slide her fingertips underneath his shorts. She closed her eyes, head resting against her son's. "See it, touch it, suck it and feel it inside my body."
Neil kissed her cheek. "What would Bobbie think of us fucking?" Another kiss, this time on the neck. Sylvia exhaled, luxuriating in the touch of her son's lips and hot breath. "And sucking." More kisses on bare skin as she fought to keep from panting with lust. His hand rubbed her breast and she swatted it away. "And all kinds of perverted things."
"Jesus, son," she wriggled nervously as desire pulsed through her body. "Is that any way to speak to your mother?"
Damn, my boy's speaking to me like an adult. But he IS all grown up now. I keep forgetting. God, I need to get myself together. I'm so wet and horny.
Just when Sylvia was about to lose control, the doorbell rang. She jumped.
"Company's here!" Neil said facetiously, grinning from ear to ear while his flustered mother stood up and smoothed her skirt against her thighs. Sylvia could see his cock had become fully erect.
"Cool yourself down," she admonished him, shaking her finger at his jutting tentpole. "And hide that damn thing before I let Bobbie in!"
Goddammit!
"I'll try, Mom." He kept on grinning. "God, your face is so red!"
"Oh! You're such a bad boy!" She tugged at the short sleeves of her house dress, brightly flowered and demure. "How do I look?"
Neil arched his eyebrow, head tilting. "Like I could get you out of that dress and on your back in ten seconds flat."
"Dammit, I'm serious!"
"Okay, okay, Mom. Seriously, you look great. Relax!"
With a huff, Sylvia walked to the front door. Grabbing the doorknob, she paused for a moment, taking a deep breath.
Come on, girl. Steady breathing. Steady, now.
Looking through the peephole, she twisted the knob, pulling the door open to reveal Bobbie's smiling face.
Here we go, ready or not!
"Hello, dear!" Her friend said, eyes sparkling. Bobbie held a round Tupperware container. Inside it was something that looked like a chocolate cake.
Before Sylvia could respond, she noticed Bobbie's attire. Her eyes widened, mouth falling open as she let out a gasp.
Oh, my god!
Sylvia had never seen her friend dress like this. Bobbie was clad in a snug, revealing white blouse that let all of her bounty spill out in a most revealing and flattering way. She could see the outline of her bra underneath. Erect nipples poked out at the tip of each succulent mound, surrounded by a hint of wide areola. Bobbie had a short, black skirt which ended above her knees, only partially concealing her full, lush thighs. The only thing demure about her was a pair of low-heeled, sensible shoes. Still, a glint of shiny leather made the ensemble even more naughty.
"I...I..." Sylvia's words abandoned her as Bobbie's face drew near.
"Just a meal, love," Bobbie whispered in her ear, eyes laughing, giving her a peck on the cheek.
Sylvia paused a moment before reaching out to embrace her friend.
"Ohhh, sweetheart," was all she could say as their breasts pressed together. The heat from Bobbie's body, plus her subtle perfume, only enflamed Sylvia more.
"Let me put this cake down somewhere and we can continue this."
"Oh!" Sylvia pulled back, shaking. "What am I thinking?" She was so aroused and nervous, she practically tripped over her own feet.
"Careful, my love." Bobbie steadied her friend as she closed the door behind them. Sylvia regained her balance and they both walked, hand in hand, to the kitchen.
"Bobbie's here!" Sylvia called out, her voice pitched a bit higher than usual.
Neil appeared behind them as Bobbie placed the Tupperware container on the kitchen counter. Sylvia turned, her eyes immediately glancing down to her son's crotch. His erection had mostly subsided, much to her relief. Bobbie turned to greet the boy.
"Neil!" She let out another magnificent smile.
"Hello again, Bobbie," he returned the smile, then paused. He couldn't help but gawk, giving her the once-over as she approached him.
"Hello, honey," Bobbie opened her arms.
Neil snapped out of his momentary trance to embrace her. Sylvia watched, brain buzzing a mile a minute, as Bobbie gave him a good, firm, full-body embrace. To his delight, Neil's face ended up between her breasts, lingering there for a second longer than Sylvia thought proper.
God, this is so fucked up, but I'm so hot right now.
"Oh, my god!" Bobbie touched his face, her other hand squeezing his shoulder. "The last time I saw you, you were just a little boy, but now you're all grown up!"
"Eighteen now!" Sylvia looked into her son's eyes.
And ready to fuck.
"I'm glad you could pay us a visit," Neil said, putting on his most adult voice. "It's been way too long."
"I agree." Bobbie couldn't stop touching the boy, but finally forced herself to pull away. "I don't know where the time went."
"Son, let's bring out the food. You get the dinner rolls." Sylvia slipped on a pair of oven mitts and retrieved the pork chops from the oven while Neil brought the bun warmer.
"Grab a chair, honey," Sylvia instructed. Sliding the aluminum container on the table, Neil pulled a chair out for their guest.
"What a gentleman." Bobbie smiled at the boy as her sweet, ample rump slid against the padded seat.
"Yes, ma'am." Neil didn't waste a chance to touch her lush, round hips as he pretended to help her with the chair, something that didn't escape his mother's attention.
Damn, my boy's such a dog.
She couldn't help but smirk.
But aren't all men?
"Mmmm, all of this smells so good," Bobbie said, Neil standing only inches behind her. His eyes couldn't help but gaze down into the deep valley of inviting cleavage only inches from his face.
"Thank you, love." Sylvia placed the serving dish containing the pork chops on the table. "What would you like to drink?"
"What do you have? I'm not particular."
With everyone seated, they passed around the frosty glass pitcher of lemon iced tea.
"Just grab what you want," Sylvia giggled. "We're barbarians here."
"I like that." Bobbie glanced over to Neil, who couldn't stop ogling her breasts.
"Uh, yeah!" Neil, again, snapped himself back into the moment.
Bobbie's tits jiggled as she cut into the pork chop. Both Sylvia and her son savored the view.
"Mmmm," Bobbie chewed slowly as all eyes played over her breasts and face. "Perfect!"
The remainder of the meal proceeded in a straightforward manner, but the superficial banter left Sylvia wanting more. She wished all of them could relax and discuss something other than the weather, Neil's college plans or the price of coffee. Of course, his presence prevented any intimate talk between the women. Bobbie's demeanor remained warm and inviting, but nothing else. Of course, her attire said something more.
As Sylvia placed the last bite of food in her mouth, her eyes rose to meet Neil's. Instantly, she turned to Bobbie, and their eyes also met. A warm sensation enveloped her stomach.
Can it be true or am I going crazy? I'm getting signals from both of them!
She remained silent for a moment, chewing her pork chop, smiling at her best friend and lover. Then she turned to smile at her son and lover.
God, can we all just get naked now and have some real fun? So many taboos I want to break today.
Sylvia broke the silence. "How about we get comfy in the living room?"
"I'm game," Bobbie said as Neil stood, eager to help her stand. It was a silly and clumsy gesture as he pulled back the chair and Bobbie stood, but both of them enjoyed it immensely.
"Let me help put the food away," Bobbie said.
"No, I..."
"Oh, come on, honey." Without thinking, Bobbie swatted her friend on the butt, making her jump slightly. Bobbie grinned to herself, shaking her head.
Careful, Bobbie-girl. That boy looks primed for action, but does he know I'm fucking his mother?
"Oh, okay," Sylvia blushed furiously, her pussy again throbbing with need. "Just the bare minimum. I'll take care of the dishes later."
"If you insist."
Neil disappeared into the living room. A few minutes later, Bobbie and Sylvia joined him. Much to his surprise, and to his mother's perverse delight, her friend plopped down on the sofa right next to Neil.
"Do you mind, honey?" The look on her face was priceless as she gazed into his eyes.
"Uh...n-no, Bobbie." The poor kid was both taken aback and aroused by the closeness of her warm, buxom body. He couldn't help but steal another lingering glance at her tits.
"We should do this more often," Bobbie smiled, her arm slipping around Neil's shoulder. For an instant, Neil closed his eyes in ecstasy as her body pressed against his. "Next time, you two come to my house." Her hand squeezed his shoulder as her head leaned against his. "I love to cook. We'll have a feast!"
Sylvia watched passively, eyes wide, as her best friend seduced her son. Trying not to look like a deer in the headlights, she finally stammered out a response.
"Y-yes, honey. We'd love that!" Again she glanced down to Neil's shorts and, no surprise, he was fully erect.
Oh, my god!
"Yeah!" Neil managed to add, luxuriating in Bobbie's attention. He was practically nuzzling her luscious breasts, no longer trying to conceal his admiration for them, much to her delight.
Sylvia's mind buzzed, trying to figure out the best way to steer the conversation. She wanted to fuck so bad she was about to jump out of her skin. When was Bobbie going to cast her eyes down and behold his full glory? What then? Neil rescued her by opening his mouth.
"So how did that legal case turn out?" He turned his face toward Bobbie, his nose only an inch from her cheek.
Both the women paused, looking at each other in silence.
"The legal case," Neil pressed on, now turning to look at his mother. "That tough one you spent last weekend working on?"
"Oh, that!" Sylvia lit up, remembering the lie. So much had transpired in recent days, the past weekend seemed years ago. "Well..." She paused again, trying to get their hastily made-up story straight in her mind. "We..."
"No sweat," Bobbie interrupted. Another recued moment. "It was a slam dunk." She smiled at Sylvia.
"Oh, nice." Neil's voice had changed somewhat. He sounded bemused by her response. He'd adjusted to the initial shock of Bobbie's amorous behavior and, while still aroused, now he had something else on his mind. "It must've been exhausting."
Sylvia thought she heard a hint of sarcasm. "It was." She hated lying to her son, and she wanted so much to confess to him what they'd been really doing. "But it was worth it."
Neil nodded his head, a mischievous look crossing his face. "Yeah, Mom, it must've been really tough. I never mentioned it, but when you came home Saturday, your blouse was inside out."
Sylvia felt her heart leap and Bobbie's eyes were like saucers. Neither one of them could find the words to respond.
Shit, that's why he was sniffing me over and interrogating me when I got home! He was probably on to us from the start!
With Bobbie looking at her, still speechless, Sylvia finally spoke.
"Well, I was trying on some clothes Bobbie was going to throw out."
Oh, Sylvia, damn you and your lies.
"Oh. Okay." Neil couldn't help but grin. He knew he was being lied to, and was making the most of it. "You and Bobbie wear the same size clothes?"
"Well, uh..." Sylvia felt sweat beading on her forehead. She noticed Bobbie gazing at her son's erection. It was all too much. "Excuse me." She quickly rose to her feet and escaped to the bathroom, where she closed the door, locking it behind her. Her mind raced like never before.
Oh, god. I have to stop lying to my boy. He knows something's going on!
She slipped her skirt and panties down her legs and perched on the toilet. As she urinated, Sylvia mentally grabbed at any story, any scenario she could think of to free her and Bobbie from the web of lies. She plucked a small wad of toilet paper from the roll and reached underneath to wipe herself. As her fingers rubbed against her pussy, she gasped with frustration.
No...no...I can't. Not now! Oh, fuck.
Surrendering to need, her fingers blurred against her wetness, rubbing her hard, erect clit without mercy. Images of Bobbie and her son coupling in numerous positions flashed through her brain until she bucked against the toilet seat, biting her lower lip, trying to keep from moaning and thrashing as the orgasm hit.
Oh god, I need to fuck. God, please, I need sex...now! Forgive me for being such a slut and a horrible mother.
Sylvia washed her hands, did a quick self-check in the bathroom mirror, and returned to the living room.
What she saw next almost made her knees buckle.
Oh, sweet Jesus!
There was her son and her best friend in flagrante delicto. Bobbie's blouse was fully open and pulled aside, dropping off her shoulders. A loose bra strap curled around her elbow, allowing one of her ample breasts free.
With his upper body reclining across Bobbie's lap, Neil hungrily fed on her tit, his mouth working overtime as he luxuriated in her huge, erect nipple. As she nursed the young man, Bobbie rubbed his erection through his shorts, her eyes closed, lost in pleasure.
Everything was happening so fast, but Sylvia had to admit, that's what she wanted. In less than a minute, she stripped down to her birthday suit, tossing her clothes on the easy chair. As she approached the two, Bobbie opened her eyes and let out a big grin.
"Come join us." She said.
Still feeding on Bobbie's breast, Neil opened his eyes and nodded slightly.
Totally nude, Sylvia knelt on the carpet, next to the sofa. Bobbie slipped the other strap off her shoulder, pulling the bra down to set her other breast free. The next moment, Sylvia leaned over her reclining son and joined him in sucking Bobbie's tits.
"Ohhhh!!!" Bobbie exhaled, her voice quivering as she felt two mouths contentedly sucking on her thick buds. "Goddamn this feels so good!" She kissed Neil's cheek, then turned to kiss to top of Sylvia's head.
"Guess the cat's out of the bag now, huh?"
Sylvia moaned, possessed by desire and overjoyed all three of them had finally surrendered to what they wanted and needed so much.
After a few minutes of silence, except for the sound of hungry mouths feeding, Bobbie whispered to her friend.
"Honey, pull down his shorts."
Obediently, Sylvia released the breast and sat back, bare-assed, on her heels. Neil was still lost in blissful feeding while she grasped the elastic waistband and pulled the garment down his thighs. Immediately, his cock bobbed free. Both women gazed at his beautifully curved, erect tool, then at each other.
"Suck it." Bobbie said. "I want to watch."
Nodding, Sylvia grasped the base of her son's cock and placed her lips around his glistening, purple helmet. Saliva dribbled down his shaft as she licked all around, making him squirm and moan into Bobbie's tit. The next moment, Sylvia formed a tight lock around Neil's rod, her head undulating, bobbing faster and faster, taking more and more of her son into her mouth until she enveloped it. Neil writhed in response, but remained still enough so she could do her work.
"Yes, love, that's it." Bobbie growled with hungry eyes. "Blow your kid."
Sylvia pressed her nose against his thick pubic hair, feeling his helmet tickling the back of her throat, then pulled all the way up, almost releasing the tip, then plunged back down to the base again. Bobbie put her hand on the back of Sylvia's head as slurping noises filled the air.
"Yes, yes, honey! Damn, you know how to give head."
Sylvia moaned with contentment as she expertly pumped up and down the shaft. Neil dug his fingers into Bobbie's flesh, fighting to maintain control. This went on for only a minute or so until the boy started whimpering into the pillow of flesh filling his mouth.
"Looks like this boy's about to pop." Stroking his hair, Bobbie kissed Neil again. Sylvia agreed, although she could say nothing since her mouth was filled with cock. She grunted an affirmative noise. She could feel his shaft tensing more and more, and thought of her husband. His cock -- hell, every man's cock -- started that tensing right before orgasm. Bobbie's hand slipped from his hair to inside his loose shirt. Her fingers brushed across his nipple, then circled it as she teased and tugged gently. Neil huffed, his hands literally clamping around Bobbie's waist, teetering on the verge.
"What do you say, kiddo?" She rolled his nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Neil, still feeding, couldn't stand it any longer. His mouth released the succulent fruit, opening wide.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
"Come for us, honey." Bobbie's voice was filled with lust. "Come for your mother." Her thumbnail tortured his hard, erect nipple.
Bobbie's other hand closed around the back of Sylvia's head, tugging her hair.
Then it hit.
"Ahhhhggggg!!!" Neil's body bucked and writhed, hanging onto Bobbie for dear life as he came inside his mother's mouth. Sylvia reached up to grasp her son's hips, trying to keep from getting bucked off as she finished him. Gobs and gobs of thick, creamy ejaculate pulsed down her throat as she kept a tight seal on her son's cock, swallowing every drop of his semen.
"Yes...YES!!!" Bobbie said as she held him, her still-wet nipple only inches from his gaping mouth. "Give your mother your seed. Come...COME!!!"
"Uh huh...uh huh..." Neil nodded, first looking down to his mother, still finishing the job, then up to Bobbie. She leaned over to press her open mouth against his. Their tongues lashed together for a moment as Sylvia swallowed the last of his come.
Loud smacking noises signaled completion. Sylvia pulled her mouth up her son's shaft several times until the taste of come subsided.
Bobbie pulled back, gazing into Neil's eyes with lust and love. "How was that, sweetheart?"
All Neil could do was nod again and bury his face between Bobbie's breasts. Sylvia rested her head against his stomach, his wet, erect cock still pressing against her face.
After a minute or so, Sylvia lifted her head, licking her lips one last time to taste any remaining semen that might have remained. "I think this would be more fun in the bedroom, don't ya think?" Her eyes conveyed pure sin.
Neil didn't even wait to get to the bedroom. It took only a few seconds for him to strip nude, and both he and Sylvia hustled Bobbie to the bedroom, where they stripped her down in seconds flat.
"Oh, my goodness!" Bobbie exclaimed, her matronly body quivering as she was pushed back on the bed. Immediately, Neil slid up between her open thighs. She was so wet, he entered her without effort.
"Oh, shit!" She yelped as his hardness pushed deep inside her. "I haven't had a cock since forever!" She gripped Neil's buttocks and held on to his undulating body. "God, oh god, this feels so damn good!"
"Yes, my love." Sylvia watched her son fucking away, then looked into Bobbie's eyes. "Take his cock. TAKE IT!!!"
"Uh huh!" Bobbie nodded, her tits jiggling with each thrust. "Uh huh!"
To his mother's voyeuristic glee, Neil literally attacked Bobbie, unfazed by his orgasm only minutes ago.
Goddamn, that kid just keeps fucking and fucking!
Sylvia moved in on the two, first touching her son's tensing buttocks, then turning to look at her friend's blissful face.
"How's that, my love?" She asked.
"Oh, my god!" Bobbie managed to whisper, reaching up to touch Sylvia's cheek. "Thank you for this. I just..."
Then Sylvia leaned over to press her mouth against Bobbie's. The two kissed deeply as Neil thrust away. Bobbie broke the kiss.
"Shit, this kid's going to make me come...and soon!"
"That's it, my love!" Sylvia nodded, eyes wide with lust. She cupped one of Bobbie's tits in her hand and tugged on the thick nipple. Immediately, Bobbie's eyelids fluttered and she bit her lower lip.
"Yes, girlfriend," Bobbie said. "Tug it...tug it hard!"
Sylvia did more than that. She slipped her other hand around Bobbie and squeezed her other breast. The next moment, she was massaging and pulling on both of her friend's swollen buds.
"Oh, gah..." Bobbie lost her words, clenching her white teeth, thrusting back against Neil's body. "GodDAMN it! Grrr..."
"Fucking come for me, honey...COME!" Sylvia rained more kisses onto Bobbie's face.
That did it. With a low wail, Bobbie threw her head back, mouth agape, her plump body convulsing as the climax hit. She couldn't speak as her hips gyrated underneath Neil's urgent thrusts. Sylvia stroked her glistening flesh as the odor of sex filled the air. Her face beet red, Bobbie could only grunt like an animal as wave after wave of violent pleasure shattered her reserve.
"Aaaagggh!!! AAAAGGGHHH!!!"
A few more spasms and Bobbie fell back, gasping for breath, arms above her head. Sylvia cooed soft words, barely audible.
"Sweet lover, yes...yes."
The two women thought the encounter was over, but Neil had other plans. He managed to keep thrusting all through Bobbie's orgasm, and wasn't about to stop.
"Oh, shit!" Bobbie managed to croak, sweat covering her body. "He's not done, is he?"
"What did I tell you, my love?" Sylvia grinned, her eyes on fire. "My boy's a fucking machine. Can you handle it?"
Bobbie looked at Neil, then back at her friend, nodding. Still her eyes were uncertain.
Neil kept pounding away, minute after minute, sweat forming on his body as well. Bobbie managed to whisper above the slapping noises.
"Dammit." She looked at Sylvia. "I can't believe it, but I think I'm going to come again!"
"Yes! Yes!" Sylvia nodded. "You two need to come together!"
"Uh huh." Bobbie nodded.
"I'll help." Sylvia's fingers immediately found her son's nipples, brushing against them, then tugging and rolling them. The boy reacted.
"Dammit, Mom," he gasped for air. "I'll come if you do that."
"But that's what I want, son." Sylvia milked his buds, her red-painted thumbnails digging into his tender flesh. "Give Bobbie your seed."
"Yes, Mom, yes!"
Sylvia's relentless tugging on his nipples did the trick. The next moment, his body bucked and convulsed as he clenched his teeth, growling out another sticky load, only this time into Bobbie's yielding body.
"Oh, fuck...ohhh, fuck yes!" Bobbie gripped the headboard, whiteknuckled as her young lover spasmed one last time, his sweaty body falling on top of hers.
"Goddamn, yes!" Sylvia fought to keep from rubbing her own pussy, she was so horny from watching this perfect act of love. "Damn, you two, godDAMN!" She slid down beside their still-coupled bodies.
What seemed like an eternity passed as the lovers caught their breath. Neil rolled over, beside Bobbie, spooning against her like a baby. A satisfied women, her luscious breasts fell to the sides, huge nipples still poking out, always.
Looking at Bobbie's face, her eyes closed, Sylvia noticed a tear streaking down her cheek. Bobbie began to sob gently, then her face contorted as she started to cry. Her hands went up to her face. Sylvia gently rubbed her shoulder.
"Oh, honey." Sylvia kissed her flushed skin repeatedly. She didn't have to ask. She knew exactly what kind of emotions were getting released. Nothing like a good fucking to stir things up.
Neil looked at his mother, eyes uncertain. He didn't understand. He shrugged his shoulders like "What did I do?" Sylvia shook her head to say, "Nothing. It's not your fault." Neil slid off the bed and scampered off to the bathroom.
"Oh, shit." Bobbie sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I'm sorry."
"No need to be, my love." Sylvia sidled her nude body against her friend's. "Sometimes the emotions come from nowhere and surprise you."
"By god, that kid can fuck." Bobbie managed to chuckle through the tears. "It just brought back that feeling I would get when Ronnie would Ra*e me. All of the stress and strife of the week would spill out. It's like he battered away between my thighs to exorcise his demons, and to help me get rid of mine."
Sylvia nodded, again mentally returning to the bedroom treatment Dan-O subjected her to on a regular basis, a little violence, some humiliation, and lots of passionate fucking, bringing emotions and desires to the surface that confused her. However, she realized it could also be cleansing in a way. She also realized she'd be examining her dark side for years to come. Perhaps, with time, she could completely open up to Bobbie and her son and free some demons of her own. Bobbie continued.
"But in addition to my memories of Ronnie, there's something else now, something new." Sylvia passed Bobbie a Kleenex. "Jesus, perverted thoughts about my son, and having your boy fuck me senseless..." She wiped her nose. "God, how filthy am I?"
Sylvia took the Kleenex from her friend and tossed it in the wastepaper basket.
"I don't know, sweetheart." She smirked, kissing her cheek again. "Maybe we can find out."
"Jesus, you think so?" Bobbie laughed, turning to look at Sylvia. Their lips met. First, it was a few light kisses, then more, tongues tracing against each other, then deeper. Soon, they were making out like lovers should, bodies pressing together as they devoured each other's mouths. They didn't notice Neil had returned from the bathroom.
"Damn!" He smiled, eyes wide, enjoying the show.
The two women looked at the naked young man.
"Damn is right." Sylvia looked at her son's cock, still erect and bobbing. "Aren't you worn out? Why is that thing still hard?"
"I dunno." He shrugged innocently. "You okay, Bobbie?"
"I'm fine, honey." Bobbie smiled, moving to the edge of the bed, making space for Neil to slide back up between them. "It's been a long time since I've had a cock inside me."
"Better get used to it." Neil smirked, quite pleased with himself. His pole bobbed back and forth as he lay on his back.
"Oh, my god!" Bobbie couldn't help but quiver.
"Okay, Mr. Studly," Sylvia said, her head askew. "Your work load has now doubled, so you better eat your Wheaties. Do you think you can satisfy both of us?"
"Mom, of course," he responded. "As long as I can watch you two go after it as well."
Both women gasped, looking at each other.
"How do you feel about that?" Sylvia asked her son. "Bobbie and I doing it?"
"Oh, come on." Neil grimaced. "Love is love, and I think you two are a great couple. Besides..." His mouth curled at the edges. "Two women? Goddamn!"
"Naughty boy!" Sylvia tugged at her son's nipple playfully, eyes again meeting with Bobbie's. Then she changed the topic. "And while I'm thinking about it, son, will you please return my red bra and panties?"
Bobbie looked at her friend inquisitively.
"I'll tell you later, girlfriend."
"Mom!" Neil was taken aback. "How did you know?"
"In a drawer full of virgin white panties and bras, don't you think I'd notice them missing? Now YOU come on!" Sylvia glared at her son. "I can still wear them, you know, if you haven't destroyed them with your furious jacking off."
"Mom, you're embarrassing me!" Neil was, once again, a teenager.
"Okay, okay, honey." Sylvia found she had wrapped her hand around her son's affliction and was, once again, tugging at it gently. Releasing it, she rolled on her back and fluffed a pillow behind her head.
"I see we're far from being done, young man." She motioned to Neil's jutting erection. "Let's see if three times can tame that beast." She opened her arms.
Neil didn't need any more prompting. Much to both women's delight, he crawled up between his mother's thighs, mounting her with one push.
"Ohhhh, YES!" Sylvia whimpered, her son's cock yet again finding that sweet spot. "God, I've been teetering on the edge all damn day!"
Neil kissed his mother's mouth as his body began to undulate.
"Fuck," Bobbie shook her head in disbelief, reaching out to touch the small of Neil's back while he fucked his mother. "Unbelieveable."
Sylvia turned to Bobbie, gazing deep into her eyes.
"I think we can both get used to this, eh?" Her voice quivered with each of her son's thrusts.
Bobbie just nodded, soaking up the incestuous vision before her as slapping noises echoed from the walls.
Part Seven -- Aftermath
(One year later)
Crimson-faced, Sylvia pulled her skirt up as Bobbie buttoned her blouse. Before finishing a plate of finger sandwiches Sylvia had made for lunch in their secret lair on the seventh floor of the office building where they worked, the women partook in an aggressive round of mutual masturbation to help take the edge off an otherwise stressful work day.
"Oh, shit, I just gotta." Bobbie pulled a cigarette out of her purse and lit up, inhaling deeply.
Sylvia frowned slightly. Her friend had been trying to quit smoking for months. With all of the athletic sex going on among Bobbie, Sylvia and Neil -- and now Bobbie's son William - she wanted to get into better shape. She had started a regimen of diet and exercise and had lost around twenty pounds, much to her delight. Still, the nicotine habit was the hardest to break.
"That's the last one in your purse, right?" Sylvia prodded her friend. Bobbie looked into her eyes and nodded, blowing a plume of smoke in the air.
"Yes, and I'm not buying any more."
"You said that last time." Sylvia chewed her little sandwich. "I'm sorry, my love. I know it's hard."
"You bet your sweet bippy." Bobbie took another crackling draw.
"But look at you! So svelte!" Sylvia took another sandwich from the plate. "I bet your boy doesn't know what to do."
"Oh, he knows what to do." Bobbie smiled as she stubbed out the cigarette and reached for a sandwich. "Damn, that boy took to me like..." She stopped midsentence, quivering with the thought.
"Well, at least one good thing came out of their time apart." Sylvia referred to Bobbie's son, William, separating from his wife.
The marital troubles they had discussed earlier hadn't improved, much to Bobbie's dismay. While William mapped out a plan for his future, with or without his wife Nellie, he moved in with Bobbie.
"He still has no idea what's going on with us?" Sylvia pulled a handkerchief from her purse to wipe her hands.
"No, amazingly enough."
"You've been missed in our bed, to say the least."
"I know, I know, love."
"But I understand when your son suddenly becomes your lover."
Bobbie could only snicker, putting her hand on her mouth. Her darling Billy had only been sleeping with his mother for a week or so.
"Jesus, that night he slipped into my bed." Bobbie tugged at her sleeves, straightening her rather loose-fitting blouse. She made a mental note to buy more clothes to better fit her diminishing figure. "But it was like I sensed he would."
"Tell me again." Sylvia took Bobbie's hand. "Do you mind if it gets me hot?"
"Of course not." Bobbie couldn't help but smile. She loved telling stories that enflamed her best friend who, in turn, reciprocated with her own tales. This time it was her face that flushed red. "I almost went to sleep naked, but managed to put on the skimpiest nothing of a nightie I could find." She squeezed Sylvia's hand. "When I felt him climb into bed, I didn't hesitate. I turned toward him and, next thing I know, his face was between my breasts."
"It was overdue, girlfriend."
"Indeed. He was hard as a rock and, next thing I knew, I was nursing him, then..." Bobbie shuddered. She looked at the ceiling, eyes far away, relishing the moment. "He was resting between my thighs, pumping away like he'd been doing it for years."
"Oh, how happy you must be." From the sound of her voice, there was no doubt Sylvia was again aroused and ready.
Bobbie wished they could both leave work for the afternoon and wreck a bed. "Honey, never in my life did I think I would have so much to be thankful for, and so much satisfaction. I can't believe I have more love than I can handle."
"Don't fret about that. Just take it as it comes." Sylvia grinned. "Literally."
Bobbie laughed. Not thinking, she reached into her purse for another cigarette, but remembered they were all gone.
"What would William think of our shenanigans?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought that far ahead."
"I understand."
"What about your explorations with Neil?" Bobbie bit at her fingernail.
"Oh..." Sylvia had finally donned the famous, or infamous, bra and panties and was trying to coax her son into reliving some old times, more accurately, her times with Dan, although she never let on to Neil her true objective. "Ra*e is such an incendiary word. I wish I could use a different word with him."
"Ravish?"
"No."
"Subjugate?"
"Hmmm..." Sylvia rubbed her chin.
"Pork?" Bobbie snickered.
"Oh, yuck!" Sylvia jokingly grabbed her friend's breast. "I'm just glad he's going to be around for another year or so."
"Thank god for community college, eh?"
"Damn right. I don't know what I'd do if he was at the university." Sylvia took to rubbing the insides of her thighs again. "Guess I'd have to settle for you alone."
"Bitch!" Bobbie laughed, slapping her friend's knee.
"We have time to discover." Sylvia took Bobbie's hand and squeezed it lovingly. "All of us."
"Yes, my angel."
Suddenly, the air pressure changed in their secret chamber, which meant someone was approaching.
"Shit, are we decent?" Bobbie tugged again at her blouse.
"I think so." Sylvia snapped her purse shut.
The next moment, the old janitor poked his head into the room. Seeing the women, he furrowed his brow, mystified at the sight of human beings in the remote chamber.
"What are you two doing in here?" He asked, his voice rough from age, cigarettes and whiskey.
The two women looked at each other, then back to him. Bobbie finally spoke.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
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