Chapter 03.3
New Years and my birthday passed with little fanfare. The best part was my mother's annual tradition of measuring her children's height. I'd grown a half inch and was now just over six feet tall. Later that day, my mother and I were home alone for a few minutes, and she called me into her bedroom. I was surprised when she started sucking my cock and when it was finally hard, she grabbed her fabric tape measure. She got a wicked smile on her face as she buried the end of the tape into my pubic hair, finding the base of my cock and then measuring to the tip of my dick. Other parts of me had grown as well as she proclaimed my cock to be ten inches long. With a rock-hard cock inches from her face, my mother didn't refuse my offer to bend her over the bed and fuck her.
Another week would pass before I received a text message from Brandi at the bookstore stating that my mother and her friends were coming to suck cock. I responded back with an eggplant emoji and asked her if she needed any help behind the counter. She responded back saying that she appreciates the offer, but that she's training a new employee.
Despite my best efforts to get Becky to talk about what happened at the party, she refused to speak about it. Most of the time she'd say that everyone was drunk and that nothing happened so everything is okay. I couldn't help the feeling that Becky and Kerryn had planned something, especially when the two of them would whisper in the cafeteria and then look at me and smile.
It was convenient that Becky and her girlfriends wanted to go out the night that I was planning to go to the glory hole. I told Becky that I was going to hang out with the guys. I did spend time with my friends until a little after eight in the evening and then found an excuse to leave.
It had been several weeks since I'd last visited the glory hole. My dick was rock hard by the time I pulled into the motel parking lot across from the bookstore. I saw that my mother's car was in the parking lot, which was unusual as the woman with the southern accent normally drives. While I pondered it for a moment, I didn't think much of it beyond noting it.
"Hey David."
It was Brandi behind the counter. She was standing next to a guy that looked to be in his late twenties. He had gauges in his ears and a few tattoos on his arms.
I said hello and she introduced the guy, Tony. We exchanged hellos and Brandi mentioned that she knew me from school. She came out from behind the counter and grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the counter. I was surprised by the quick peck on the lips.
We talked for a moment about the holidays and school.
"Be careful in there tonight. A few of them are really drunk. Don't want a wild cougar tempting you with her pussy or ass."
"I'll be careful provided you come rescue me if I scream for help."
Brandi laughed. I still hadn't mentioned that I routinely fuck one or two of the women each time I visit. I laughed and then kissed her on the lips before finding my way back to the booth.
I arrived a few minutes after nine, so the second guy was already getting his dick sucked when I walked into the room. The noise in the booth with my mother was loud, so loud in fact that I couldn't hear the lesbian movie like I normally do.
We went through the normal routine with each guy getting his dick sucked for two minutes and then the real fun beginning. As I was last in the room, I was the last for each of the steps.
"DRINK, DRINK, DRINK." It was the woman with the Southern accent.
I wondered if my mother and her friends had brought alcohol with them. I watched as the number three guy blew his load into a mouth on the other side of the wall. We'd been at it for about 45 minutes, and I knew what would happen when I shoved my dick through the wall next.
"Take that cock, you fucking Slut."
I heard a chorus of female voices as my mother wrap her panties around the base of my cock and then the familiar feeling of warm and wet flesh enveloping my dick.
I looked at one of the guys and told him that I'm fucking a slut. I really didn't like referring to my mother as a slut, but it kept up the appearance. As I pulled my dick out, I saw a neon pink thong wrapped around the base of my cock.
I started thrusting into my mother, my face inches away from the wall. I felt my mom's body start to shake as the first orgasm hit her. I couldn't tell if she'd moaned or not, since the party in the other room was especially loud. I barely slowed down to give my mother time to recover, as I kept up my pounding.
"TAKE MY COCK!" It didn't sound like the lesbian movie we'd been watching, so I looked at the screen to see if the movie had changed. The screen showed two women tribbing and I again heard a guy tell someone to take their cock. I wondered if two of the guys with me were having sex with each other.
As I turned to look, I backed away from the wall, pulling my cock out of my mother. She was naked and her breasts were larger than my mother's. I looked down to see the naked PTA president stroking one of the guys. She was totally naked except for a pair of heels and a glittery sash that had 'Birthday Girl' written on it.
"David."
Oh fuck I thought to myself. She recognized me.
"ummm....Mother"
She was looking at the neon pink thong wrapped around my cock. She said 'mother' two more times as she got up, fumbled with the doorknob, and backed out of the room. The three guys looked at me and then looked at the closing door.
"Dude, is that your mom?"
"No, that's not my mom, that's our PTA president and she's friends with my mom."
I wasn't lying to them, but I certainly wasn't going to tell them the truth that the panties belonged to my mother.
I grabbed my clothes and threw them on quickly. I didn't know if the party was going to break up on the other side of the wall, but I didn't want to be around when it did. I left the booth, my mother's thong still wrapped around my hard cock.
"Well, that was quick. Are you all right, you look pale?"
I told Brandi I suddenly didn't feel well and that I thought I may have eaten something bad. She offered to let me use the bathroom and I told her that I'd be okay and that I could throw up across the street where I parked my truck if I started feeling worse.
I jogged to my truck. I didn't drive away, rather I grabbed my phone and started sending text messages to my mom.
PTA president came into our booth naked
She recognized me
Called me by my name
Saw your panties wrapped around my dick
Said mother a few times
I think she knows that I was fucking you
What should we do?????
I waited for a while for my mother to respond. I nervously looked at my watch as the minutes passed. I wondered why my mom wasn't responding. Ten minutes passed. I sent a text asking her if she received my other texts. Another ten minutes passed, and I sent another text.
It was a little after eleven in the evening when my mother and her friends came out of the bookstore. As they were climbing into an SUV, I received a text message from Brandi. She asked if I was okay and said that the MILFs were especially drunk and horny tonight.
I could tell they were drunk by the way they were walking and were helping who I suspected to be the PTA president to the rear passenger door.
I'll take care of it!!!!
That was all my mother said in her response. I drove home, the entire way I wondered how much trouble my mother and I are in. It's one thing for my dad to know about us, since he approves of what mom, and I are doing. It's another thing entirely for the PTA president to find out, even if she is a cock sucking slut.
I didn't hang out in the kitchen when I got home, after stripping off my clothes, climbed into bed and looked at my phone wondering if my mom was going to send me any more updates. I eventually fell asleep, after hearing my mother come into the house. I'd hoped that she'd talk to me when she got home but all I heard was the creaking sound of my parent's bed as they fucked.
The next day, we went to church as normal. My mother acted as if nothing happened, making breakfast for the family, and asking how our collective evenings went. Like every other Sunday, we headed to church after breakfast.
As I sat in the pews, I looked over at the PTA President. She didn't look hungover despite having a lot to drink the night before.
Everything was fine until the service ended and we were talking with the Minister and his wife. I watched the PTA president and my mom out of the corner of my eye. Then I watched my dad and mom talking.
"Kids, I'm taking you to lunch. Your mother has an unexpected business call she needs to make back at the house and Jacobson family is going to take her home."
My father turned down my sisters protests that they wanted to hang out at the house. I watched as my mother left with the PTA president.
Lunch turned into a trip to the mall. That idea came after my dad got a text message. I suspect that it was my mother that texted him, but I wasn't about to ask. By the time we left the mall after 3pm, I had a new video game, and my sisters had some new clothes. The ride back to the house was quiet. I wondered if my mother had talked to the PTA president.
We arrived home to find my mother in her workout gear and doing yoga on the pool deck. I expected my mother to say something to me, but she didn't. It wouldn't be until the next morning that she stopped me on the way to school.
"It's taken care of."
She looked at me as we stood in the kitchen less than a foot apart from each other. Mom gave me a brief smile and then backed away when one of my sisters walked in looking for orange juice.
The rest of the week was stressful as the teachers went through the last of the material for the semester and test reviews. We had finals the next week and all my friends were on edge. I had solid 'B' in all my classes and was not as stressed as my friends. Becky mentioned that she felt good about her prep for finals when I met up with her early Friday morning.
"Do you want to grab some dinner tonight?"
My girlfriend smiled at me, saying that we could have a quiet moment alone to talk about my new job. I'd been contacted by the local grocery store and offered a job as a shelf stocker and bag boy. They told me that I could work a few hours a day and on Saturdays and Sundays. After meeting with the store manager, he agreed to let me start the week after finals.
"Sounds good."
I kissed Becky and headed off to my first class. It was just before lunch when I received a text message from my mom.
If you have plans with Becky tonight, you need to cancel them
Tell her that you are helping me
Tell her that I have a client from Missouri visiting town with her son who is considering going to UH and they want to meet you
I replied to my mother and told her that I wanted to meet Becky. The reality is that I wanted to have sex with my girlfriend, as it's been a few weeks since we'd last had sex.
Please do what I asked you and I'll text you instructions later this afternoon.
I won't be home for dinner, so you are going to have to eat on your own.
Thank You
I finished my lunch and found Becky. I repeated what my mother said and asked if she was okay with me cancelling our date.
"Sure David. It's your mom, you have to help her. We can do something next weekend after finals."
She mentioned meeting with her math class at the local library on Saturday afternoon and then working with her AP history review team on Saturday night.
School ended and I headed back home. I found my sisters studying and the living room, or at least they pretended to study while watching television. It was a little after four when my mother texted me with instructions on where to me her.
When do I need to meet you there???
My mother replied that I could leave at six. I ate some food and eventually went upstairs and put on a collared shirt and a clean pair of jeans. My mother hadn't said more than meeting a client and her son to talk about the Houston area. I didn't know how informal I could be, but I figured a collared shirt is a safe choice.
I loaded the address into my phone as I walked to my truck. I started driving and about 20 minutes later parked in the underground car park of a high-rise hotel in the center of downtown. It seemed logical that if one of my mom's clients was staying in town, they would want to meet near their hotel.
Entering the lobby of the hotel, I looked for my mother. I didn't see her at the bar, so I decided to look in the restaurant. The woman working the reception desk said that there wasn't anyone matching my mother's description. There also wasn't two women with a man about my age eating in the restaurant.
I'm here. Where R U Mom?
I hit the send button and waited. It would be another minute before my phone chimed.
We are in room 6117
I wondered why my mother and her client didn't meet me downstairs. I was starting to think this was going to be a bigger pain in the ass than answering question from some kid from Missouri. I walked to the elevators and pressed the 'up' button.
I listened to a middle-aged couple talk about their meal and how the service was horrible. I thought to myself that they didn't know what horrible is. Horrible is not getting to have sex with your girlfriend because you're helping your mom with a client and playing tour guide.
The elevator chimed and the middle-aged couple stayed on, and a slightly younger couple got into the elevator. The young couple was getting off at the fourth floor which meant I was forced to listen to more bitching about the poor food choices of the older couple. Thankfully, I wouldn't be forced to ride the elevator to the eleventh floor with the older couple.
The elevator chimed and the doors opened to the 6th floor. I walked out and looked at the sign on the wall. I went to the left and started walking down a long hallway. I heard my phone buzz and pulled it out of my pocket to see a text message from Becky. It was a big heart emoji. I thought about calling her, but figured my mother was waiting. I tapped out a note to Becky and hit send.
I found the door for the room. As I stood there, I tried to calm myself. I knocked on the door and then waited for someone to answer. The door opened and there stood my mother. She wasn't dressed in her business suit, rather a black strap outfit the showed her tits and pussy. Over my mother's shoulder was an even more surreal sight. Mrs. Jacobson, our PTA president, wearing a shelf bra that held up her big tits, a garter belt and black nylons and no underwear.
"David, come in sweetheart."
The world stopped spinning as I focused on the PTA president. It was my mother's voice that roused me. It was the third time she'd told me to come into the room.
I was at a loss for words. All I could think and see was the PTA president. She was nearly naked. A warm pair of lips rousted me from my stupor, and I kissed my mother back. I felt her hand on my jeans, rubbing my crotch.
My mother broke off our kiss and then backed away. I watched in silence as Mrs. Jacobson walked up to me, placing her hand around the back of my neck as she pulled me into a kiss. Her warm lips forced open my mouth and her tongue thrust forward. The fog in my brain was starting to clear. I was able to tell when my mother grabbed my hand and placed it on Mrs. Jacobson's ass. Her firm ass. I didn't need further prodding to grab her other ass cheek.
'Holy Fuck' I thought to myself. I'm in a hotel room with the PTA president and my mother. They are both dressed for sex. Then the fog finally cleared my mind and my dick started to get hard.
The warm lips withdrew from my mouth, and I let go of Mrs. Jacobson's ass.
"He's wearing too many clothes."
I started to pull off my shirt, but I was stopped. "Let me do that for you sweetheart." Mrs. Jacobson started pulling my shirt up and over my head. She kissed my bare chest and then started working her hands down my chest to my jeans.
"He is handsome." It was my mother this time. She looked at me and smiled as she played with one of her nipples.
Mrs. Jacobson continued kissing my chest as she unbuckled my belt and then the button on my jeans. She kissed her way down my belly as she pushed my jeans lower. I looked down to see her light brown hair. I stepped out of my jeans after kicking off my shoes.
"Oh my God. Look at it." The PTA president was running her hands over the bulge in my black colored underwear.
"I know." My mother looked at her friend and smiled.
I watched as Mrs. Jacobson grabbed the waistband of my underwear with her left hand, starting to pull it away from my body. A warm hand reached in, grabbing my cock and pressed it against my body. A few tugs here and a pull there and my underwear was down to my knees and suddenly hitting the floor.
Warm lips, that's all I needed to feel as the PTA president took my dick into her mouth. I wanted to close my eyes and revel in the majesty of getting my cock sucked by Mrs. Jacobson, but I didn't. I watched her head bob up and down as more and more of my dick went into her mouth. I'd imagined this countless times. Her sucking my dick, without the wall of a dingy adult bookstore in the way.
I looked up as my mother was biting her lip and rubbing her pussy with her right hand.
"I told you he has a fabulous dick. Lori, why don't we get more comfortable?"
'Lori' that's what my mom calls her friend.
Lori's mouth left my cock, and she stood up. As she started to pull me towards the bed, I almost tripped on my jeans and underwear still around my ankles.
"One minute." I looked at my mother and Lori smiled. I bent over pulling off my jeans, underwear, and socks.
Lori kept hold of my rock-hard cock as she led me to the bed and pushed me back. I fell onto the king-sized bed, scooting my body towards the headboard in the direction of my mother. I watched as Lori stroked my cock a few times before her warm mouth inhaled it again.
"Start eating mister!"
I lost sight of Lori as my mother planted her bald pussy on my face. Her sweet musky taste in my mouth fired off all the pleasure receptors in my brain.
I heard my mom tell her friend to try to take as much of my cock in her mouth as she could. I kept licking my mother's wet hole, but I really wanted to watch Lori suck my cock. I'd dreamed about it for months and now I was so close and still couldn't see it.
The warm mouth working the head of my cock made it hard to focus on licking my mom's clit. After a few minutes, I felt her legs shake as a small orgasm rocked her body. The light of the room suddenly flooded my face as my mother swung one of her legs over my head and climbed off me. I was again given the beautiful sight of the PTA presidents head bobbing up and down as she sucked my dick.
I watched as my mother grabbed her friend by the hair. "I think it's time David fucked you."
Lori mumbled something as we switched places on the bed. With Lori lying back on the bed, legs spread wide open, I took my position between her thighs. My massive 10-inch cock hovered close to her bald pussy. I looked at her big tits and reached out. I was surprised to find that unlike my mother, Lori's tits are natural and firm.
"I'm glad you like her tits sweetheart, but it's time to fuck her dirty little cunt."
My mother shot me an evil grin. I was taken aback at my mother's language. As I'd said before, I never hear my mom swear and for her to use the 'C-word' shocked me. She grabbed my cock and pulled it to the opening of Lori. She said her statement again, using the same vulgar word that she'd said the moment before.
I positioned the head of my dick at Lori's opening and pressed into her. She looked up at me as my dick slowly stretched her pussy more and more.
"OHHHHH FUUUCK." Lori's back arched as she cried out when I hit rock bottom with my balls slapping her asshole.
I watched as my mother climbed onto her friends face. It's one thing to see women in porn movies have sex or see pictures of my girlfriend being eaten out by another woman, but it's a whole different experience to watch it in person. The fact that one of those women is my mother nearly caused me to shoot my load into Lori.
"Mmmmm!" My mother moaned as Lori ate her pussy. "David, are you going to fuck her or not?"
I looked at my mom and realized that I should be fucking and not watching. I started stroking in and out of Lori. It felt like I was in heaven. Lori is a little looser than my mother, but it felt good to bury myself deep in her. In a matter of minutes, the three of us were grunting and moaning.
The muffled scream into my mother's pussy coincided with the spasms in Lori's pussy. I didn't let up as her wet hole convulsed around my dick. I'd gambled that she was like my mother and didn't want me to stop my thrusting.
"FUUUUCK!" My mother cried out and convulsed as well. "We need to switch."
I watched as my mother climbed off Lori and pushed me and my dick away from her friend. I backed up on the bed, allowing the two women to turn 90-degress. A few more adjustments and the two women go into the 69 position, my mother's face buried in Lori's pussy. The sight of my mother eating her friend's pussy was heavenly.
"Are you going to fuck your mom?" Lori's voice broke me from my trance.
I'd been so focused on watching my mom have sex with another woman that I didn't notice her ass up in the air, pussy on full display. I grabbed her hips and placed my dick at the entrance to her pussy and then pushed in with all my strength. I know my mom loves that first thrust I make into her, so I buried myself all the way inside of her with one thrust.
I started sawing my dick in and out of my mom liked the world would end before the sun rose again. The juices of my mother's pussy glistened on my cock as I fucked her through one and then another orgasm.
"Oh Fuck." My mother cried out as I continued ramming my cock into her as her body spasmed.
I grabbed the straps on my mother's outfit for better leverage and continued thrusting in and out of her. Lori kept telling my mom and me how fucking hot it is to watch the two of us fucking. I eventually pulled out of my mother as the two women separated. This time Lori positioned herself face down and ass in the air.
I'd dreamed about her bent over taking my cock for a few months. Watching Lori talking with my mom at our house or sitting in the church pew on Sunday, all I thought about was fucking her. I looked over her shoulder and saw her hands and a big diamond ring spreading my mother's thighs open. I plunged deep into Lori again. It must have been close to ten minutes that I sawed in and out of her pussy. I was getting close, and they knew it.
"FUUUUCK!" I grunted when mom told me to cum in her friend. I probably had a dozen more strokes left, and then lucky number thirteen unleashed a torrent of seed deep into Lori. A few shallower thrusts ensured that her entire vagina was coated with teenage seed.
Lori cried out at first and then started moaning as more of my seed was pumped into her. She lost all the strength in her arms, and she collapsed onto my mother's chest. She lay there for a few minutes as I continued to stroke in and out of her.
"Roll over Lori." My mother helped roll her friend onto her back after I withdrew my cock from her.
I watched as my mother climbed between Lori's legs and started eating my cum out of her friend. "David, I bet Lori will help clean that up." My mother was pointing at my dick.
I scooted up the bed, offering my cock to Lori who had her eyes closed. Her warm lips and tongue ran up and down the length of my shaft. I listened to the surreal sound of my mother sucking and eating my cum out of another woman.
After a few minutes, my mother climbed up Lori's body and helped her clean up my cock. In reality, they were keeping me hard.
"What do you say we get something to drink." It was my mother pointing towards a small soft sided cooler on the hotel dresser. "I think we are in for a long night, and we need to stay hydrated."
I watched as my mother and her friend walked over to the cooler. They used the ten feet between the bed and the dresser to start stripping off their lingerie. What I expected to be alcohol turned out to be bottles of water. They finished stripping and took sips from the water bottle.
"Lay back and rest for a minute David." It was my mother speaking. "Lori and I have so much more we want to do with you."
Another week would pass before I received a text message from Brandi at the bookstore stating that my mother and her friends were coming to suck cock. I responded back with an eggplant emoji and asked her if she needed any help behind the counter. She responded back saying that she appreciates the offer, but that she's training a new employee.
Despite my best efforts to get Becky to talk about what happened at the party, she refused to speak about it. Most of the time she'd say that everyone was drunk and that nothing happened so everything is okay. I couldn't help the feeling that Becky and Kerryn had planned something, especially when the two of them would whisper in the cafeteria and then look at me and smile.
It was convenient that Becky and her girlfriends wanted to go out the night that I was planning to go to the glory hole. I told Becky that I was going to hang out with the guys. I did spend time with my friends until a little after eight in the evening and then found an excuse to leave.
It had been several weeks since I'd last visited the glory hole. My dick was rock hard by the time I pulled into the motel parking lot across from the bookstore. I saw that my mother's car was in the parking lot, which was unusual as the woman with the southern accent normally drives. While I pondered it for a moment, I didn't think much of it beyond noting it.
"Hey David."
It was Brandi behind the counter. She was standing next to a guy that looked to be in his late twenties. He had gauges in his ears and a few tattoos on his arms.
I said hello and she introduced the guy, Tony. We exchanged hellos and Brandi mentioned that she knew me from school. She came out from behind the counter and grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the counter. I was surprised by the quick peck on the lips.
We talked for a moment about the holidays and school.
"Be careful in there tonight. A few of them are really drunk. Don't want a wild cougar tempting you with her pussy or ass."
"I'll be careful provided you come rescue me if I scream for help."
Brandi laughed. I still hadn't mentioned that I routinely fuck one or two of the women each time I visit. I laughed and then kissed her on the lips before finding my way back to the booth.
I arrived a few minutes after nine, so the second guy was already getting his dick sucked when I walked into the room. The noise in the booth with my mother was loud, so loud in fact that I couldn't hear the lesbian movie like I normally do.
We went through the normal routine with each guy getting his dick sucked for two minutes and then the real fun beginning. As I was last in the room, I was the last for each of the steps.
"DRINK, DRINK, DRINK." It was the woman with the Southern accent.
I wondered if my mother and her friends had brought alcohol with them. I watched as the number three guy blew his load into a mouth on the other side of the wall. We'd been at it for about 45 minutes, and I knew what would happen when I shoved my dick through the wall next.
"Take that cock, you fucking Slut."
I heard a chorus of female voices as my mother wrap her panties around the base of my cock and then the familiar feeling of warm and wet flesh enveloping my dick.
I looked at one of the guys and told him that I'm fucking a slut. I really didn't like referring to my mother as a slut, but it kept up the appearance. As I pulled my dick out, I saw a neon pink thong wrapped around the base of my cock.
I started thrusting into my mother, my face inches away from the wall. I felt my mom's body start to shake as the first orgasm hit her. I couldn't tell if she'd moaned or not, since the party in the other room was especially loud. I barely slowed down to give my mother time to recover, as I kept up my pounding.
"TAKE MY COCK!" It didn't sound like the lesbian movie we'd been watching, so I looked at the screen to see if the movie had changed. The screen showed two women tribbing and I again heard a guy tell someone to take their cock. I wondered if two of the guys with me were having sex with each other.
As I turned to look, I backed away from the wall, pulling my cock out of my mother. She was naked and her breasts were larger than my mother's. I looked down to see the naked PTA president stroking one of the guys. She was totally naked except for a pair of heels and a glittery sash that had 'Birthday Girl' written on it.
"David."
Oh fuck I thought to myself. She recognized me.
"ummm....Mother"
She was looking at the neon pink thong wrapped around my cock. She said 'mother' two more times as she got up, fumbled with the doorknob, and backed out of the room. The three guys looked at me and then looked at the closing door.
"Dude, is that your mom?"
"No, that's not my mom, that's our PTA president and she's friends with my mom."
I wasn't lying to them, but I certainly wasn't going to tell them the truth that the panties belonged to my mother.
I grabbed my clothes and threw them on quickly. I didn't know if the party was going to break up on the other side of the wall, but I didn't want to be around when it did. I left the booth, my mother's thong still wrapped around my hard cock.
"Well, that was quick. Are you all right, you look pale?"
I told Brandi I suddenly didn't feel well and that I thought I may have eaten something bad. She offered to let me use the bathroom and I told her that I'd be okay and that I could throw up across the street where I parked my truck if I started feeling worse.
I jogged to my truck. I didn't drive away, rather I grabbed my phone and started sending text messages to my mom.
PTA president came into our booth naked
She recognized me
Called me by my name
Saw your panties wrapped around my dick
Said mother a few times
I think she knows that I was fucking you
What should we do?????
I waited for a while for my mother to respond. I nervously looked at my watch as the minutes passed. I wondered why my mom wasn't responding. Ten minutes passed. I sent a text asking her if she received my other texts. Another ten minutes passed, and I sent another text.
It was a little after eleven in the evening when my mother and her friends came out of the bookstore. As they were climbing into an SUV, I received a text message from Brandi. She asked if I was okay and said that the MILFs were especially drunk and horny tonight.
I could tell they were drunk by the way they were walking and were helping who I suspected to be the PTA president to the rear passenger door.
I'll take care of it!!!!
That was all my mother said in her response. I drove home, the entire way I wondered how much trouble my mother and I are in. It's one thing for my dad to know about us, since he approves of what mom, and I are doing. It's another thing entirely for the PTA president to find out, even if she is a cock sucking slut.
I didn't hang out in the kitchen when I got home, after stripping off my clothes, climbed into bed and looked at my phone wondering if my mom was going to send me any more updates. I eventually fell asleep, after hearing my mother come into the house. I'd hoped that she'd talk to me when she got home but all I heard was the creaking sound of my parent's bed as they fucked.
The next day, we went to church as normal. My mother acted as if nothing happened, making breakfast for the family, and asking how our collective evenings went. Like every other Sunday, we headed to church after breakfast.
As I sat in the pews, I looked over at the PTA President. She didn't look hungover despite having a lot to drink the night before.
Everything was fine until the service ended and we were talking with the Minister and his wife. I watched the PTA president and my mom out of the corner of my eye. Then I watched my dad and mom talking.
"Kids, I'm taking you to lunch. Your mother has an unexpected business call she needs to make back at the house and Jacobson family is going to take her home."
My father turned down my sisters protests that they wanted to hang out at the house. I watched as my mother left with the PTA president.
Lunch turned into a trip to the mall. That idea came after my dad got a text message. I suspect that it was my mother that texted him, but I wasn't about to ask. By the time we left the mall after 3pm, I had a new video game, and my sisters had some new clothes. The ride back to the house was quiet. I wondered if my mother had talked to the PTA president.
We arrived home to find my mother in her workout gear and doing yoga on the pool deck. I expected my mother to say something to me, but she didn't. It wouldn't be until the next morning that she stopped me on the way to school.
"It's taken care of."
She looked at me as we stood in the kitchen less than a foot apart from each other. Mom gave me a brief smile and then backed away when one of my sisters walked in looking for orange juice.
The rest of the week was stressful as the teachers went through the last of the material for the semester and test reviews. We had finals the next week and all my friends were on edge. I had solid 'B' in all my classes and was not as stressed as my friends. Becky mentioned that she felt good about her prep for finals when I met up with her early Friday morning.
"Do you want to grab some dinner tonight?"
My girlfriend smiled at me, saying that we could have a quiet moment alone to talk about my new job. I'd been contacted by the local grocery store and offered a job as a shelf stocker and bag boy. They told me that I could work a few hours a day and on Saturdays and Sundays. After meeting with the store manager, he agreed to let me start the week after finals.
"Sounds good."
I kissed Becky and headed off to my first class. It was just before lunch when I received a text message from my mom.
If you have plans with Becky tonight, you need to cancel them
Tell her that you are helping me
Tell her that I have a client from Missouri visiting town with her son who is considering going to UH and they want to meet you
I replied to my mother and told her that I wanted to meet Becky. The reality is that I wanted to have sex with my girlfriend, as it's been a few weeks since we'd last had sex.
Please do what I asked you and I'll text you instructions later this afternoon.
I won't be home for dinner, so you are going to have to eat on your own.
Thank You
I finished my lunch and found Becky. I repeated what my mother said and asked if she was okay with me cancelling our date.
"Sure David. It's your mom, you have to help her. We can do something next weekend after finals."
She mentioned meeting with her math class at the local library on Saturday afternoon and then working with her AP history review team on Saturday night.
School ended and I headed back home. I found my sisters studying and the living room, or at least they pretended to study while watching television. It was a little after four when my mother texted me with instructions on where to me her.
When do I need to meet you there???
My mother replied that I could leave at six. I ate some food and eventually went upstairs and put on a collared shirt and a clean pair of jeans. My mother hadn't said more than meeting a client and her son to talk about the Houston area. I didn't know how informal I could be, but I figured a collared shirt is a safe choice.
I loaded the address into my phone as I walked to my truck. I started driving and about 20 minutes later parked in the underground car park of a high-rise hotel in the center of downtown. It seemed logical that if one of my mom's clients was staying in town, they would want to meet near their hotel.
Entering the lobby of the hotel, I looked for my mother. I didn't see her at the bar, so I decided to look in the restaurant. The woman working the reception desk said that there wasn't anyone matching my mother's description. There also wasn't two women with a man about my age eating in the restaurant.
I'm here. Where R U Mom?
I hit the send button and waited. It would be another minute before my phone chimed.
We are in room 6117
I wondered why my mother and her client didn't meet me downstairs. I was starting to think this was going to be a bigger pain in the ass than answering question from some kid from Missouri. I walked to the elevators and pressed the 'up' button.
I listened to a middle-aged couple talk about their meal and how the service was horrible. I thought to myself that they didn't know what horrible is. Horrible is not getting to have sex with your girlfriend because you're helping your mom with a client and playing tour guide.
The elevator chimed and the middle-aged couple stayed on, and a slightly younger couple got into the elevator. The young couple was getting off at the fourth floor which meant I was forced to listen to more bitching about the poor food choices of the older couple. Thankfully, I wouldn't be forced to ride the elevator to the eleventh floor with the older couple.
The elevator chimed and the doors opened to the 6th floor. I walked out and looked at the sign on the wall. I went to the left and started walking down a long hallway. I heard my phone buzz and pulled it out of my pocket to see a text message from Becky. It was a big heart emoji. I thought about calling her, but figured my mother was waiting. I tapped out a note to Becky and hit send.
I found the door for the room. As I stood there, I tried to calm myself. I knocked on the door and then waited for someone to answer. The door opened and there stood my mother. She wasn't dressed in her business suit, rather a black strap outfit the showed her tits and pussy. Over my mother's shoulder was an even more surreal sight. Mrs. Jacobson, our PTA president, wearing a shelf bra that held up her big tits, a garter belt and black nylons and no underwear.
"David, come in sweetheart."
The world stopped spinning as I focused on the PTA president. It was my mother's voice that roused me. It was the third time she'd told me to come into the room.
I was at a loss for words. All I could think and see was the PTA president. She was nearly naked. A warm pair of lips rousted me from my stupor, and I kissed my mother back. I felt her hand on my jeans, rubbing my crotch.
My mother broke off our kiss and then backed away. I watched in silence as Mrs. Jacobson walked up to me, placing her hand around the back of my neck as she pulled me into a kiss. Her warm lips forced open my mouth and her tongue thrust forward. The fog in my brain was starting to clear. I was able to tell when my mother grabbed my hand and placed it on Mrs. Jacobson's ass. Her firm ass. I didn't need further prodding to grab her other ass cheek.
'Holy Fuck' I thought to myself. I'm in a hotel room with the PTA president and my mother. They are both dressed for sex. Then the fog finally cleared my mind and my dick started to get hard.
The warm lips withdrew from my mouth, and I let go of Mrs. Jacobson's ass.
"He's wearing too many clothes."
I started to pull off my shirt, but I was stopped. "Let me do that for you sweetheart." Mrs. Jacobson started pulling my shirt up and over my head. She kissed my bare chest and then started working her hands down my chest to my jeans.
"He is handsome." It was my mother this time. She looked at me and smiled as she played with one of her nipples.
Mrs. Jacobson continued kissing my chest as she unbuckled my belt and then the button on my jeans. She kissed her way down my belly as she pushed my jeans lower. I looked down to see her light brown hair. I stepped out of my jeans after kicking off my shoes.
"Oh my God. Look at it." The PTA president was running her hands over the bulge in my black colored underwear.
"I know." My mother looked at her friend and smiled.
I watched as Mrs. Jacobson grabbed the waistband of my underwear with her left hand, starting to pull it away from my body. A warm hand reached in, grabbing my cock and pressed it against my body. A few tugs here and a pull there and my underwear was down to my knees and suddenly hitting the floor.
Warm lips, that's all I needed to feel as the PTA president took my dick into her mouth. I wanted to close my eyes and revel in the majesty of getting my cock sucked by Mrs. Jacobson, but I didn't. I watched her head bob up and down as more and more of my dick went into her mouth. I'd imagined this countless times. Her sucking my dick, without the wall of a dingy adult bookstore in the way.
I looked up as my mother was biting her lip and rubbing her pussy with her right hand.
"I told you he has a fabulous dick. Lori, why don't we get more comfortable?"
'Lori' that's what my mom calls her friend.
Lori's mouth left my cock, and she stood up. As she started to pull me towards the bed, I almost tripped on my jeans and underwear still around my ankles.
"One minute." I looked at my mother and Lori smiled. I bent over pulling off my jeans, underwear, and socks.
Lori kept hold of my rock-hard cock as she led me to the bed and pushed me back. I fell onto the king-sized bed, scooting my body towards the headboard in the direction of my mother. I watched as Lori stroked my cock a few times before her warm mouth inhaled it again.
"Start eating mister!"
I lost sight of Lori as my mother planted her bald pussy on my face. Her sweet musky taste in my mouth fired off all the pleasure receptors in my brain.
I heard my mom tell her friend to try to take as much of my cock in her mouth as she could. I kept licking my mother's wet hole, but I really wanted to watch Lori suck my cock. I'd dreamed about it for months and now I was so close and still couldn't see it.
The warm mouth working the head of my cock made it hard to focus on licking my mom's clit. After a few minutes, I felt her legs shake as a small orgasm rocked her body. The light of the room suddenly flooded my face as my mother swung one of her legs over my head and climbed off me. I was again given the beautiful sight of the PTA presidents head bobbing up and down as she sucked my dick.
I watched as my mother grabbed her friend by the hair. "I think it's time David fucked you."
Lori mumbled something as we switched places on the bed. With Lori lying back on the bed, legs spread wide open, I took my position between her thighs. My massive 10-inch cock hovered close to her bald pussy. I looked at her big tits and reached out. I was surprised to find that unlike my mother, Lori's tits are natural and firm.
"I'm glad you like her tits sweetheart, but it's time to fuck her dirty little cunt."
My mother shot me an evil grin. I was taken aback at my mother's language. As I'd said before, I never hear my mom swear and for her to use the 'C-word' shocked me. She grabbed my cock and pulled it to the opening of Lori. She said her statement again, using the same vulgar word that she'd said the moment before.
I positioned the head of my dick at Lori's opening and pressed into her. She looked up at me as my dick slowly stretched her pussy more and more.
"OHHHHH FUUUCK." Lori's back arched as she cried out when I hit rock bottom with my balls slapping her asshole.
I watched as my mother climbed onto her friends face. It's one thing to see women in porn movies have sex or see pictures of my girlfriend being eaten out by another woman, but it's a whole different experience to watch it in person. The fact that one of those women is my mother nearly caused me to shoot my load into Lori.
"Mmmmm!" My mother moaned as Lori ate her pussy. "David, are you going to fuck her or not?"
I looked at my mom and realized that I should be fucking and not watching. I started stroking in and out of Lori. It felt like I was in heaven. Lori is a little looser than my mother, but it felt good to bury myself deep in her. In a matter of minutes, the three of us were grunting and moaning.
The muffled scream into my mother's pussy coincided with the spasms in Lori's pussy. I didn't let up as her wet hole convulsed around my dick. I'd gambled that she was like my mother and didn't want me to stop my thrusting.
"FUUUUCK!" My mother cried out and convulsed as well. "We need to switch."
I watched as my mother climbed off Lori and pushed me and my dick away from her friend. I backed up on the bed, allowing the two women to turn 90-degress. A few more adjustments and the two women go into the 69 position, my mother's face buried in Lori's pussy. The sight of my mother eating her friend's pussy was heavenly.
"Are you going to fuck your mom?" Lori's voice broke me from my trance.
I'd been so focused on watching my mom have sex with another woman that I didn't notice her ass up in the air, pussy on full display. I grabbed her hips and placed my dick at the entrance to her pussy and then pushed in with all my strength. I know my mom loves that first thrust I make into her, so I buried myself all the way inside of her with one thrust.
I started sawing my dick in and out of my mom liked the world would end before the sun rose again. The juices of my mother's pussy glistened on my cock as I fucked her through one and then another orgasm.
"Oh Fuck." My mother cried out as I continued ramming my cock into her as her body spasmed.
I grabbed the straps on my mother's outfit for better leverage and continued thrusting in and out of her. Lori kept telling my mom and me how fucking hot it is to watch the two of us fucking. I eventually pulled out of my mother as the two women separated. This time Lori positioned herself face down and ass in the air.
I'd dreamed about her bent over taking my cock for a few months. Watching Lori talking with my mom at our house or sitting in the church pew on Sunday, all I thought about was fucking her. I looked over her shoulder and saw her hands and a big diamond ring spreading my mother's thighs open. I plunged deep into Lori again. It must have been close to ten minutes that I sawed in and out of her pussy. I was getting close, and they knew it.
"FUUUUCK!" I grunted when mom told me to cum in her friend. I probably had a dozen more strokes left, and then lucky number thirteen unleashed a torrent of seed deep into Lori. A few shallower thrusts ensured that her entire vagina was coated with teenage seed.
Lori cried out at first and then started moaning as more of my seed was pumped into her. She lost all the strength in her arms, and she collapsed onto my mother's chest. She lay there for a few minutes as I continued to stroke in and out of her.
"Roll over Lori." My mother helped roll her friend onto her back after I withdrew my cock from her.
I watched as my mother climbed between Lori's legs and started eating my cum out of her friend. "David, I bet Lori will help clean that up." My mother was pointing at my dick.
I scooted up the bed, offering my cock to Lori who had her eyes closed. Her warm lips and tongue ran up and down the length of my shaft. I listened to the surreal sound of my mother sucking and eating my cum out of another woman.
After a few minutes, my mother climbed up Lori's body and helped her clean up my cock. In reality, they were keeping me hard.
"What do you say we get something to drink." It was my mother pointing towards a small soft sided cooler on the hotel dresser. "I think we are in for a long night, and we need to stay hydrated."
I watched as my mother and her friend walked over to the cooler. They used the ten feet between the bed and the dresser to start stripping off their lingerie. What I expected to be alcohol turned out to be bottles of water. They finished stripping and took sips from the water bottle.
"Lay back and rest for a minute David." It was my mother speaking. "Lori and I have so much more we want to do with you."
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