Chapter 11

That was three weeks ago. Since then, Steve and I have gotten to know each other in a way that few mothers and sons can ever experience. We love each other, but it's different from any kind of love I've ever experienced.

It's beautiful.

There was only one potential conflict between us, and that was Barbara. But just yesterday even that resolved itself.

Both of us had known that Barbara was coming for the weekend, and I could sense that we were a little uneasy about what might happen. Still, we

At first it just rolled over slightly, but as she continued to massage it with her fingers I watched him grow harder and harder until finally he was fully erect.

"Janet," Barbara whispered. "Come here."

I moved quietly to the bed.

Barbara reached out with her free hand and guided my fingers down until they were just touching my son's cock.

I grasped it, my fingers closing just below Barbara's on the shaft. Steve's eyes were wide, staring at both of us as if he thought this was all too good to be true.

"Steve, you're mother and I are gonna suck you. Do you want that?"

He nodded mutely.

Barbara leaned down and let her lips come in contact with one side of his shaft.

I did the same, touching him on the side away from Barbara.

Up and down the length of his shaft we went, our lips wet with our own moisture, kissing his cock and, at the same time, letting out searching tongues gently flick against each other.

Then, without either of us having to say anything, we changed our movements.

I moved my lips down, bringing them in contact with his balls, while Barbara let her lips open wide and descend on his shaft.

Then we went to work in earnest.

Barbara ran her lips up and down his cock, sucking him with more expertise than her age justified, while I took one of his tender eggs all the way into my mouth.

Steve lay still, forcing himself not to do anything, concentrating on the sensations we were giving him.

After a few minutes he began to groan, and I could tell from the way his balls drew up tightly that he was near the point where he would come.

Barbara, sensing the same thing, pulled her throat off his cock.

I released his balls.

Barbara looked at me, and then she smiled, her lips wet and glistening. With Steve watching, and without having to say anything, we flowed into each other's arms. Our lips met and we kissed deeply, tongues probing far into our hungry mouths until finally we both began to groan and whimper.

"Ohhhh, Barbara ... down there ... ohh please!"

"Where?" she replied, panting, her breasts heaving. I knew she was aware of what I meant, but she obviously wanted to hear me say it.

"My cunt. . . yesss, my cunt. Eat me, Barbara. Eat my cunt...."

I spread my legs and a moment later her sweet tongue was inside me. She seemed to know exactly what I wanted, and her moist probe shot to the most excitable points inside me as if it were her own cunt she was taking care of.

Steve, watching from a few feet away, leaned forward and put his hands on my tits.

"That's it, Steve. Yeah, that's good."

He began to rub them, making his hands move in large circles around the tender areolas, flicking his fingers across the tips of my nipples.

"Uuuummmmmm," I moaned.

Everything was perfect. There was no way I could stem the tide of honey that was rushing up inside me, but it didn't matter. I wanted to come, and they were going to make it happen.

"Harder, Barb, harder. Suck my clit ... that's it ... ohhh yeah ... harder ... my clit!"

It was about to happen. "UUUHHHHHHH!"

My cunt overflowed, wave upon wave of sticky juice shooting out of me onto her face.

Her tongue seemed to be alive, darting about inside my slit, gobbling down each drop of cum as it emerged from deep inside me.

Then finally she pulled her face away.

Steve released my tits.

Then the two of them fell into each other's arms, kissing deeply, writhing in a way that showed how well they knew each other's needs and wants.

"Let's fuck, Steve, don't wait. Please don't wait; I can't stand it."

Steve guided his cock into her from the rear. Her white ass bobbed in front of him, and in spite of my recent release I found myself getting turned on by the sight of his young, hard cock sliding into her waiting cunt.

He fucked her with all the strength in his body, spreading her ass wide with his hands while he pummeled her from the rear.

With each thrust I could see the muscles of his back and ass tense, driving his cock deeper and even deeper into her simmering hole. His prick was red and slimy, covered with her honey after the first thrust. I loved it.

Without realizing it, I began to finger myself, running my digit all over the outside of my cunt, feeling excitement mount once again inside me.

I had never seen anything so beautiful as the two of them fucking. Their bodies always seemed to move so perfectly in unison, her ass grinding back against his cock, that it seemed they were able to communicate in a way that didn't require language.

"Do it, Steve. Do it to me hard. Make it hurt."

He began to ram savagely into her pussy, jabbing his cock so hard that with each thrust she moaned and squirmed.

But sill she wanted more.

I wanted to join in, but somehow it didn't seem right. Not this time, anyway. They were so good together.

Then Barbara began to make even wilder sounds, and her entire pelvis shot backwards with a force that practically knocked Steve down.

"Ohhh, God, Steve, I'm gonna come. Make me come ... God..."

He reached beneath her and grabbed her tits, squeezing them forcefully while he bucked into her cunt.

Finally I saw Steve's face contort, and a moment later his back arched and he stopped thrusting.

At the same time Barbara screamed.

"EEEAAAAGGGGHHH!"

Her back arched wildly as well, and for a long, frozen moment neither of them moved.

I could see the muscles of her cunt contracting frantically around his meat, and I knew that his meat was doing the same thing, pouring its load of hot jism into her cunt.

Then finally they both collapsed on the bed.

Obviously they were exhausted, and yet their eyes were open and alive, watching me to see what I would do.

I didn't think.

Thought was out of the question.

Instead, I merely did what my instincts dictated. It all seemed so obvious to my knees in front of their bodies. Then, choosing Steve first, I dropped to my knees and took his shrinking cock in my mouth. It was soft, warm, and covered with his cum and her honey.

I licked it, carefully making certain to clean it completely until the last traces of salty, musky cream were gone from it. Then I went to Barbara.

Her cunt was open and waiting, dripping sloppily as I approached. Without hesitating at all I brought my lips in contact with her snatch and began to lick and suck, gobbling down as much of the combined essences as I could get my mouth on.

At last I was finished.

Everything was perfect.