Chapter 5
Mrs. Peg E-, 40 yrs. Redhead.
Divorced. 5'4". 110 lbs. Teacher.
Sure, my marriage was a mistake-I married Will when I was nineteen; I was a freshman at college and when I discovered that I was three months' pregnant we decided that we'd get married-but at that w? managed to make it last for twenty years. The decree became final last year but for the past six years he hasn't spent much time at all in this house. He was a junior and the handsomest thing ever when I met him at college. I wasn't any virgin, of course, but he showed me ways of making it that I'd never even suspected before. And for a long time after the marriage we always managed to hit it off very well in bed, even if we did have our disagreements in other areas.
I've always been exceptionally susceptible to men and their charms. I lost my cherry when I was fourteen; a high school senior talked me into taking a ride with him and when we got back to town my cherry had disappeared completely. I'd learned something that I've never forgotten, though: I found out that there's nothing in this world like letting a fellow lie between your legs and stuff a big, fat cock up your pussy!
I'm not really sure if a sensual nature can be inherited or not. If it can, then Lyn, my fifteen year old daughter, is certainly a prime example of it working out in action. She's been a really active masturbator ever since she was twelve or so; at least I first became aware of how often she did it to herself when she was that age. Maybe it's because her only brother, Ted, was so much older than she is. Ted, he's the product of that mad, crazy, all-out fucking session I had with Will which led to our getting married in the first place.
Anyway, whatever the reason, Lyn really loves sexual action and I found her one day sprawled out on her bed, naked as could be and really humping her right hand. I'd knocked before entering her room, of course, but I guess she'd gotten too deeply involved with the act to be able to hear me or to call out to me. Anyway, when I walked into her room she was goosing herself as hard as she could and just about on the point of creaming. I was certainly surprised but also a little excited too-it was the first time in a long time I'd seen another person engaged in a sexual act and it affected me deeply.
I used to make Will jerk off for me; I loved watching him work his big cock up into an erection and then stroke it until he shot come up into the air. But that was different, because when he'd do that I'd always be there and usually as soon as he'd started shooting off I'd lean over and pop my mouth down over the head of his cock so I could get most of the come down my throat-I've always loved eating cock ever since the first time he stuck his dick in my mouth and fucked it until he came.
Lyn was just doing it to herself and I was only an innocent, non-participating bystander. She had a little girl's pussy, almost; there was only the barest suggestion of a trace of hair on her pussy and her breasts were just beginning to swell out. There wasn't anything immature about the way she was pumping her pussy into her fingers, though, or about the expression of complete sexual pleasure on her face. She was definitely working herself up to a full-scale womanly climax!
"I'm sorry I interrupted you," I said when she'd had her come and could pay attention to what I was saying. "I knocked and when I didn't hear any reply I came on in."
"That's all right," she said. "I guess you'd have found out some time. Do you think I'm awful for doing it like that?"
"Of course not, darling; I know how those things are," I said. "When I was your age I did the same thing! Sometimes there isn't anything else for a girl to do."
We've always been like that in our family. Will and I never tried to hide the fact that we made love, though we didn't invite the children to come into the bedroom and watch, and we always believed that it was best to face up the fact and admit it openly. I think that on the whole the children have benefited from our attitude; at least, I have a lot of reasons for believing that they both have a very responsible attitude toward sexuality. The reason I believe that about Lyn is rather interesting and it's also directly related to the way in which I acquired myself a young lover.
I had left school early on this particular day. A teacher's meeting had been scheduled and then was cancelled abruptly. Thus I arrived home perhaps two hours earlier than I'd been expecting to arrive. That was the reason I caught Lyn and Rob, her then-current boyfriend, making love on the living room sofa. It had been raining out and I'd come in through the back door, so I could leave my shoes and raincoat on the back porch. I walked through the kihchen in my sock feet; probably that's why I was able to slip up on them without them hearing me. Anyway, when I got into the hallway I could see them on the couch.
Rob was sprawled out on his back and his jeans were down around his knees. Lyn was beside him and she'd already let him take her blouse and bra off; she was just in her skirt and panties. He had his hand between her legs and she was holding his cock in her hands. My, I was impressed when I got a glimpse of that rod of his; it looked fully as big as Will's or any other prick I'd ever gotten close to! Lyn was working her fist up and down the length of that big tool and she was evidently trying to get him to be satisfied with just a hand job. He wanted more, however.
"Aw, come on, Lyn," I heard him say; "just because I got caught out without a rubber, that's no sign we oughtn't to make it some other way. Damn it, I'm getting tired of letting you jerk me off!"
"Rob, I'm just too scared," Lyn replied. "You know I'd let you fuck me till I was crazy with desire; I've always let you drive the prick up my cunt, haven't I? But those other ways, I'm just too scared of them!"
I'd edged closer all the time and by peeping around the door I had an excellent view of what they were doing. They were in a position where they couldn't see me, without turning to look, but I could see just about everything. When Lyn moved a bit I could see that he'd already taken her panties off, the little minx-she was naked under that skirt and she was letting him feel her up royally!
"Sure, you can do it," he insisted, rubbing and making her bite her lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. "You could go down on me, baby; you could suck my dick! You've never done that to me and you know how often I've lapped that pussy of yours! Or you could let me do it to you like this. That's good too, I bet!"
I guess he'd put his finger up her ass when he said that, judging from what she said then and from the way she gasped out in delight.
"Oohh, Rob, don't do that!" she moaned, writhing and twisting as he fingered her. "Gee, how could I let you do it to me that way? Your finger almost kills me, I'm so tight back there; I just know your dick would rip me apart! Come on, honey, why don't you let me do it with my hand? You know how I love to see that big dick of yours come; let me do it to you that way, huh?"
"Hell, you jerked me off last night!" he said. "Damn it, Lyn, I want a little more than that! Come on, why don't you try sucking my dick and just see what my come tastes like? I bet you'll love it!"
"I just can't," she said. "I'm too afraid of what it would taste like, darling; suppose I got sick or something? And I'm still not sure that your friend was right about me not being able to get pregnant that way! Honest, Rob, I'm just not ready for that yet!"
I pulled back a little from the doorway and retreated halfway down the hall to think it over. My pussy was already fever-hot and dripping as though I were sixteen again; Will hadn't been home in a couple of months and it had been even longer than that before he'd given me a fuck, so I was really in a hungry, horny mood. I slipped a hand under my dress as I leaned against the wall and tried to think of a tactful, diplomatic way out of the mess I'd created for myself. That was a mistake, reaching up to feel of my pussy that way-I couldn't keep from giving my clitoris a little nudge and once I'd done that I was completely gone, I couldn't have pulled back from going ahead for anything in the world. Running my finger over my love-bud was like throwing a switch that started this irreversible trend: I was so worked up by just that little I'd seen that I began sweating and trembling all over. My nipples swelled up even more until I thought I was going to pop my bra and my cunt, well, it seemed to turn into a huge, aching, throbbing emptiness that was just begging to be filled. And I knew just what it would take to fill it, too: that tremendous cock I'd seen on my daughter's boyfriend!
I'd known Rob for several years and he'd been dating Lyn pretty steadily all that while too; at least she certainly seemed to be accustomed to taking his prick and working it into a gushing fountain of love. He was a big kid for his age-and I don't mean just in the prick department; there he was huge!-and a pretty good looking one too. Could I really make it with my daughter's boyfriend? Listen, once I'd seen what I'd seen and heard what I'd heard, there wasn't any use to even asking the question! I knew that I just had to have him; that's all there was to it!
I took a deep breath and went back down that hallway, heading back to the living room. I paused at the doorway, peeping around it, and I saw that while I'd been gone Rob had finished undressing Lyn. He had her skirt off and she was now completely naked except for her knee socks. He had also removed his own shirt and jeans, so that the two of them were as bare as they'd ever be, almost. She was laying back on the couch and he was nibbling up her thighs, preparing to get his mouth over her pussy, and I almost fainted at the beauty of it all.
Lyn was a really beautiful girl, even then. She had that long blonde hair and those extra-long, slender legs that just drive men wild, along with a pair of little but very firm breasts that rode high up on her chest and had little points that made her sweaters look very interesting indeed. When I looked back into the room her nipples were blood red-she must have been terribly excited-and she'd opened her legs up real wide to allow Rob to get closer to the slit she wanted him to tongue. I could see her pussy fur glistening over his headMt's a reddish gold and she has quite a large growth of it for a girl so young. She was trying to pull his face down into her pussy. I stood there in the doorway for a moment, drinking in the sensual beauty of that scene, and then she saw me. It took her a minute before she realized what it was she was seeing but then she gave a little cry and pushed him away.
"Oh, Rob!" she cried out. "It's Mom!"
If I hadn't been so damned turned on by it all I'd have died laughing when Rob turned around and saw me. He got this really shamefaced look on his face and blushed as red as anyone I ever saw. His prick just wilted right away, losing every bit of the stiffness he and Lyn had worked into it. Neither of them could say a word so I just walked into the living room and sat down in the armchair next to the couch.
"My teacher's meeting was cancelled," I said, trying to explain so they would know I hadn't deliberately set up a trap for them. "I'd have called to let you know but we got out a little early and I didn't think you'd be here."
"Mom, I wasn't going to let him fuck me," Lyn said, blurting it right out. "We were just messing around; we weren't going to do it, honest!"
"Hush, child, you don't need to say that," I said, trying to calm them down so they wouldn't get so excited. "If you weren't going ahead with it, then why did you let him get his face between your legs? You wouldn't do that unless you had something better on your mind!"
I said that deliberately, hoping I could lead the conversation into some directions that I could use more directly.
"No, she's right," Rob told me, facing me squarely and looking me in the eye with a lot of success, considering the extremely compromising situation I'd found him in. "We weren't going any further than just what you saw. I wanted her to let me but she wouldn't."
"Why wouldn't you let him go ahead?" I asked, relishing the lead he'd given me. "Surely you've done it before?"
"Yes, he's done it to me and I've done it to him," Lyn admitted, making me really proud of her forthrightness. "But I wasn't going to let him do it tonight, Mom, honest I wasn't!"
"Why wouldn't you?" I repeated. "You're not frigid, surely. If the look I saw on your face is any indicator, you would certainly have enjoyed letting him go ahead and do everything!"
"Ordinarily I would," she admitted. "Yes, I like to fuck, Mom, I've got to admit that. It's the truth and I can't deny it!"
"Well, you came by it honestly," I told her with a little smile. "I'm glad to hear that you're not frigid, honest I am."
"We might have gone ahead," Rob told me, "but I didn't have a ... well, you know, we didn't want her to get pregnant!"
"That's very thoughtful of you," I said, nodding approvingly. "Yes, I must commend you for that. We certainly don't want Lyn turning up pregnant!"
"I was trying to convince her that there were some other ways to go about it," Rob added, bringing a dart of hope to my heart. "But she didn't want to have anything to do with those ways."
"Oh? That's also very interesting," I said, throwing a look over at Lyn. "What ways, darling?
And why weren't you receptive to his suggestions?"
"Well, he wanted me to ... well, to do it to him with my mouth," Lyn said, getting just a little embarrassed. "I wouldn't do that because I wasn't sure I'd like the taste of his stuff. I mean, suppose it made me sick? And mightn't I get pregnant anyway just by drinking it? The other way was ... he wanted to do it to me in the rear. You know, in the other hole down there!"
She was a little embarrassed to admit that her boyfriend wanted to fuck her in the ass but she's a very honest girl. Rob blushed a little more when she said that; I guess he wasn't sure that it was really a good way to make love. I didn't say anything for a minute, letting the tension build up and pretending that I was thinking it all over carefully so I could come to a decision of some sort.
"Perhaps you should have come to me with your questions," I said to Lyn. "I know, darling, it isn't easy for a girl to ask her own mother if it's all right for her to go down on her boyfriend. In fact, I'm damned sure I wouldn't have had the nerve to ask such a question of my own mother! As it was, I had to find out for myself!"
"What? You mean ... you've done it that way?. . Lyn asked, getting round eyes and looking very surprised. "You and Daddy have done it French?"
"Of course we have," I assured her. "Did you think that you young people invented that for yourself? And as for the other possibility Rob was urging on you, yes, I've had it that way too! I'll even go further and say that both of them are very pleasant, exciting ways to make love with a man. Furthermore, you can't get pregnant either way!"
"Huh? You mean if you drink the stuff it won't affect you?" Lyn asked, still more surprised at what she was learning about her mother.
"I won't say it won't affect you, but it won't make you pregnant," I told her. "As for effects, well, it might make you more loving; it might give you a little extra excitement and pleasure that you couldn't get any other way!"
"I just can't believe it!" she murmured, looking away from me for a moment. "My own mother, doing things like that! No, I don't mean that I think you're awful or anything of the kind; I'm just surprised to learn that you've ... well, had so much experience!"
"Is there any reason why I should have taken a vow of chastity once I'd given birth to you?" I asked, amused at her perplexity. "Do you think that once we'd finished making our family I should give up the one pleasure I'd grown to love most of all?"
"No, of course I don't think that," Lyn said. "It's just that ... oh, I don't know, it's just a new idea to get used to!"
"I can appreciate that," I told her. "I remember that I was very surprised too when I first understood that my mother and father were still making love pretty regularly. But that's neither here nor there, Lyn. The important thing is you, you and Rob."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
By this time they'd forgotten all about being naked in front of me, which I thought was a pretty good sign that they were getting around to accepting their bodies just as they were. I sneaked a look at Rob's cock and it was hanging down limply between his legs, though even then it was still of a stupendous size; it looked something like a king-sized frankfurter, except that I knew it would be a lot tastier and far more satisfying to eat.
"Well, it's fairly clear that you've been running your cock up Lyn's cunt for some time," I said, deliberately using the frankest language I could in an effort to establish my own frankness. "Yes, you needn't blush about it; I imagine she isn't the first girl her age to get fucked and to enjoy it! And if I guess right, you'll probably go on fucking each other no matter what I say or do. I can remember when I was your age, Lyn; I'd already had a boy put his prick up me and I was totally in favor of it. I couldn't any more have kept him from pulling my panties off and stuffing my cunt full of cock, once I'd sampled that delicious treat, than I could have stopped breathing!
"So, if you're both going to keep on doing what you've been doing, and there's very little chance you won't, then I guess it's my duty to see that you get as much enjoyment out of it as you can!"
That really startled them. Even though I'd been sitting there very calmly, not at all like a mother would ordinarily do once she's discovered her daughter in the act of getting her pussy eaten out, they still weren't prepared for that remark. Seeing that they didn't quite know what to make oout of what I'd said, I went on to clarify my meaning to them.
"It's very simple," I explained. "I just want to make sure, Lyn, that you enjoy your sexuality to the fullest. Naturally I'd breathe a little easier if I knew that you weren't sleeping with anyone but I suppose we can take some measures to lessen the chances of a pregnancy. In the meantime, why shouldn't I help you all I can? God knows, I wish that I'd have had someone to tell me a few things when I was your age! It would have been a lot easier than learning it the hard way!"
"What do you think I should do to enjoy it more?" she asked me. "Oh, Mom, when he puts that big thing in me and works it back and forth I almost die, it's so good! Is there anything any better than that?"
"I know of some things that are just about as good," I told her. "Or at least I always thought so! I mean, for example, that you could very easily suck him off the way he wanted you to. Or, for that matter, you could let him fuck your ass. Darling, I've done it both ways and believe me, I know that they're really excellent!"
"But Mom, he might shoot off in my mouth!" Lyn wailed. "You can't be serious; what if he started coming and I had my mouth over his cock?"
"That's the point of doing it to him," I told her. "Look, I know this may sound a little strange, but if that's what it takes to convince you I'll suck him off myself, just to prove to you that it's possible and also good. Is that what you want me to do?"
I asked the question in a playful tone, trying not to let them see how much I actually wanted to go down on him, but then Lyn gave me a real strange look, one that I'd never seen before.
"Hey, what a crazy idea!" she whispered, licking her lips with excitement. "Man, to watch my own Mom sucking my boyfriend! Wow!"
I think it was because she'd already been worked up to such a peak of excitement, and then I'd blown in to interrupt them; that's the main reason why Lyn had such a sudden turnabout. She'd turned into a far different creature from the little girl I'd always known and now she was ready for sexual adventure of the most abandoned kind. Later, after Rob had left, she swore to me that she hadn't gone in for group gropes or any of that wild stuff that some kids do nowadays. I believed her but it was pretty clear that she was made of the kind of stuff wife-swappers and people like that are made of. I'd never done any swapping either but I've got a feeling that's mostly because I was never confronted with the opportunity. From what I saw of myself that day, I think I could have jumped at the chance; certainly I got really turned on thinking about doing things with Rob while Lyn watched.
Rob was getting in the mood for something like that too. They were both so excited that I felt my own pussy getting even hotter and slippier and I knew that something was going to happen pretty soon. Lyn, the little devil, brought things to a head. She reached over and got hold of Rob's cock-the thing was already getting some life back in it and was almost as big and hard as it had ever been-so she could jack him off a little. I watched her and I could see that she's spent a lot of time handling his prong; she really knew how to handle a prick!
"Look, Mom, I'm getting him hard for you!" she murmured, looking from me to the prick and back again. "He's getting hard and hot! Won't you show me how to go down on him? How to suck him till the come shoots out? Please? Show me how to do it, Mom!"
"Yeah, let's see how it goes," Rob added. "I haven't shot off since last night!"
I couldn't stop myself from going ahead. I gave one look at Lyn and then I knelt down beside the couch and went to work on him. Lyn held her hands on his balls and the base of his cock, so she could be sure when he got his come, and I started in on the other end. It had been a long time since I'd had a cock in my mouth but I was determined to make up for all that lost time so I really gave that lad a sucking. He was a real mouthful but I got my mouth far down onto the thick shaft of his prick, so that his head went down my throat, and then I got a suction worked up that really made him start feeling good. My tongue was working around the head of his tool, digging into that sensitive part and caressing him all over, and I was working my head up and down to make it even better for him.
"Mmmmm, she's sucking me!" Rob exclaimed, holding onto my head and working his prick in and out of my mouth. "Lyn, she's got a suction going that's like a vacuum cleaner! Ooohh, she's got her tongue all over my dick! It's the best ever, it's out of sight! Ooohh! Agghh! Owww!"
He howled and moaned and then he let go with a tremendous orgasm. It was the strongest I'd had in a long time and I thought it would never end. He just shot and shot till I was sure his balls didn't have any come left but still that sweet, sticky stuff poured out of his cock. I swallowed like crazy and even then a little dribble ran out the corner of my mouth and down the shaft of his cock. Lyn was still holding on to his tool and when she felt him come, when she knew beyond any doubt that I was sucking him all the way, she couldn't hold back her admiration and wondered surprise.
"Oh, Mom, I can feel him coming!" she exclaimed. "He's shooting hot come and you're drinking it! God, I never would have believed it could happen!"
"Mmmmm! Unnngghh!" Rob groaned, working his prick harder and squirting the last of his prick juice out into my mouth.
I sucked him till there wasn't a drop of that wonderful jism left. I swallowed it all too, all except that little bit that ran down the shaft of his cock. Lyn got that. She put her finger out and scraped up that little dribble of sperm, holding it up on her finger and looking at it as though it were liquid gold. I could see that she was trying to get her nerve worked up to taste of it and I held my breath expectantly.
"I've made him shoot so much of this stuff before!" she murmured, adoring the sperm with her eyes. "I've jacked him off I don't know how many times and he's filled a hundred rubbers with the stuff and I never before thought seriously about tasting it!"
"Go ahead, darling, it won't hurt you," I told her, trying to egg her on so she would do it. "It's got a strong, distinctive taste that's more exciting than anything else in the world! Try it, you'll love it!"
She did, popping the finger into her mouth. She held it there for a moment, savoring the flavor of his come, and then she shuddered violently. She began to come-that's how exciting it was to her!-and she clapped one hand over her pussy and began giving herself a rub as that sweet little slit began pounding and throbbing with joy. Rob and I were enthralled with what she was doing and when she had her come out she opened up her eyes and smiled sweetly.
"Marvelous! Oh, I wish I'd had the nerve to try that before!" she exclaimed. "You're right, Mom, it's better than anything I've ever tasted before! Mmmmmm, what a sexy taste! It made my pussy throb so hard I just couldn't hold it back-I had to come!"
"I don't blame you," I told her. "It is good!"
"I love to watch her finger herself," Rob murmured. "And I think she-likes to show off too!"
"You said it was also possible to get fucked in the ass," Lyn said, looking at me with a question in her eyes. "Will you show me how to do that too? Please, Mom? Gee, I bet you could show me a lot that I'd like to know!"
"My, you are a little eager beaver, aren't you?" I asked. "But hadn't you better consult Rob about that? Since he's the one who'll have to do the job?"
"No sweat there," Rob said, grinning widely. "Ever since I saw a picture book that showed a girl getting it that way I've been wild to try it. I've been after Lyn for a month to let me do it like that but she's afraid. I've stuck my finger up her ass and she says it's wild but she thinks my prick is too big for her."
"You've got a big one, there's no denying that," I told him. "But that doesn't mean that a girl's ass-hole won't stretch to fit! All right, if you're both determined to see it and do it, I suppose I might as well go along with you. But what would you say to going into the bedroom and getting more comfortable?"
They were very agreeable to that and we moved our scene of operations. I undressed, which was something I'd been aching to do all along, and Rob was surprised at how nice my body was. I admit it, I went out of my way to stage a little strip scene for him so he'd get even more excited, but once I was naked he was ready to go. Lyn was excited too and when I got up into the kneeling position they both got behind me to look at my pussy.
"Don't take too long," I told them. "I haven't been fucked in a long time and I feel as though I could come any minute. Rob, you'd better put your prick up my cunt just to get it wet-then take it out and shove it in the upper hole."
Lyn decided that she wanted to put him in me. The little devil, she was just full of sexy ideas! I thought that was something else, her wanting to guide her own lover's cock into her mother's cunt, but it only made me more excited than ever. I almost screamed when I felt his prick going through the lips of my pussy; I'd been without one for so long and I was so excited! Rob was amazed that my cunt was as tight as it was but I'd gotten so turned on, and it had been so long since anything larger than my finger had been in there, that it was about the same size as Lyn's sweet little hole. He shoved his cock home, bathing it in the oils I'd generated, and exclaiming with delight.
"God, she's as hot as a pistol!" he muttered, plastering his belly to my rump and giving me a good, strong nudge. "Mmmmm, her cunt's like a big, hot fist!"
"I guess it runs in the family," Lyn said, giggling a little nervously. "Go on, honey, take it out and give it to her in the ass! It looks like it'll be a lot tighter still!"
He did just that, with her aiming the big tool up into place. I was a little worried about it, because it had been so long since I'd had a man there, but I knew that I'd taken men before who were at least as large as him and that I could stretch to fit his dick. I told him to go easy but not to worry about hurting me; he promised that he would do just that.
"The main thing you've got to do, Lyn, is to concentrate on relaxing the muscles in your rump," I told her as they got ready for the big push. "If you get tense itT.I never go, not without causing you a lot of pain. But if you relax then you can take it without much trouble. Mmmmm, I can feel his prick against my ass-hole now; it's beautiful!"
"God, this is sexy," Lyn murmured. "Oh, Mom, I've never felt this way in all my life! I'm going to have to finger-fuck while he's doing it to you; I can't hold it back; I'm so turned on!"
"Go ahead, we'll all make it together," I told her. "Uhhh! Oohh! I feel him going in! He's spreading my ass-hole! He's doing it to me!"
"Fuck her, Rob, fuck her good!" Lyn cried out, falling back to where she could see everything and still have the freedom to rub her little slit. "Do it to her, honey, get it all the way in and then shoot off good!"
"It's tight!" he exclaimed, pushing hard and forcing his prick inside me. "Oohh, it's tight! Ummm, there!"
"Aiiee!" I cried, feeling his big tool tear me wide open and then slide in deep. "Owwwee! He's going in! Oh my God, he's in my ass and I'm coming!"
That's all it took, just the feeling of him going in my rear, and I was off like a wild creature. I humped back against him, driving myself further down upon his prick, and he fucked it into me with a great lunge that sent at least half of his tool into my rear. I wanted it in all the way, so I could feel his balls rubbing at the lips of my pussy-that's got to be one of the sexiest sensations ever!-and it wasn't but just a second or two before that's just the way I had it. He held onto my hips and fucked it deep as I came and came until I was sure I'd pass out. Lyn was fingerfucking herself like mad and then Rob started coming too.
Even though he'd just let go with a tremendous load of come in my mouth, he was young enough to be able to do it again and almost as strongly. When I felt his prick let go with that blast of scalding love juice I just went wild, humping back and forth and shaking like a leaf. Lyn said afterward that she'd never seen anything like it in her life, that she didn't know a woman could make it as violently as I did.
"Agghh! Ooohh! Do it!" I gasped, working his tool around in my rear with a sideways motion of my hips. "Anngghh! Mmmmm!"
"Oooff! Hunnhh!" he grunted, trembling madly as his balls pumped out the come I wanted.
When he'd finally exhausted his capacity and I'd worked my rump till there wasn't any feeling left in it for both of us I just fell forward and rolled onto my side. He'd really given me a workout and I didn't have a bit of strength left. Lyn kept on fingering herself, working her pussy up to another white-hot peak of excitement and then bringing herself off. The little minx, she'd already learned how to finger herself so well that she could give herself two or three climaxes in a row, all close together so that when she stopped she really had given herself a workout. I was never able to do it that well but as they say, the younger generation is superior in every respect!
She was all ready to let him give it to her in the rear, once she'd seen how great it had been for me, but I cautioned her against it. Somebody told me once that it's real easy to get infections by not washing the man off as soon as he's gotten his prick out of your ass and I've always stuck to that rule. They were ready to listen to my advice, especially when I suggested to Lyn that she might like getting in the shower with him and washing off his prick with her own hands. They'd never been in the shower together before and Lyn said afterward that she got so hot she really had to fight herself to keep from making him fuck her right there.
As it was, they came out of the shower all steamed up and ready to go in whatever fashion they could. Rob suggested that they try a round of sixty-nine, since it still didn't seem too good an idea to try for a regular fuck, and that's what they did. I told Lyn to get over him, so she could rub her twat into his mouth as she went down on him, and she took to it right away.
"Gee, Mom, I'm sure glad now that you caught us," she said just before she took his cock in her mouth. "I don't know when I'd have gotten up my nerve to have done this to him!"
"You just go ahead and do it," I told her, settling back so I could see it all and finger my clit at the same time. "You're going to find that you've been missing something wonderful but there's a lot of time to make up for it. Go on, darling, take his prick and do everything you can to make him shoot come in your mouth!"
She didn't need much teaching to learn how to give his prick the most effective treatment. He was really burrowing into her pussy and I could hear his tongue lapping at the mouth of her pussy. She was rubbing it into his mouth and getting a full head of steam and I suppose the more excited she became the more frantically she licked and sucked at his prick. I know that I'm that way and there isn't any reason why she ought not to do the same thing. It didn't take long; they were both highly aroused and in a surprisingly short time they were both coming strongly.
"Mmmmmm! Gllbbb!" Lyn moaned when his cock started shooting out those big, lovely jets of scalding-hot come.
I was getting a very good sensation myself, from the way my finger worked over my clit, and just as they reached the peak of their excitement I shoved two fingers deep into the mouth of my own cunt. It was enough, together with the pleasure of watching them make it so well, and I felt my own cunt turn into hot, quivering jelly.
"Ahhh! I'm coming too!" I moaned, working my hips up and down to get my cunt going around my fingers even better. "Ooohh, I'm making it!"
Rod had to leave shortly after that. Before he left, however, he told Lyn that she'd sucked him very well and that they were going to make a habit of doing it that way. I told him to be sure and bring some rubbers the next time and he promised that he'd never be without at least one after that experience.
"And I suppose we'd better make some arrangements to get you started on an oral contraceptive," I said to Lyn. "If you're going to be acting like a grown woman you might as well do it in a responsible way. A little forethought and care will save you a lot of embarrassment later. And I think you'll also find that a rubber takes away a lot of the pleasure of making love."
"I believe that already," she told me. "Gee, when I felt him shoot off in my mouth I just went wild! I can't wait to see what it's like when he lets go like that inside my cunt!"
After that introduction you can be sure that Rob spent a lot more time at our house. I wasn't sure just how he and Lyn would react to my participating in their fun but as it turned out they both wanted to include me as much as possible. As soon as Lyn and I had started an oral contraceptive program and we'd been on the Pill long enough for it to be effective, she insisted that Rob spend at least part of his time in fucking me. I thought that was extremely generous of her and I said as much after she'd convinced me that she really wanted me to have him too.
"It's only partly generosity," she said. "I think it would be a really exciting thing, for him to fuck you just as soon as he's had me. It's a way of you and me being closer together, I think. Come on, Mom, lie back there and spread your legs-he's still hard as a rock and his prick will be dripping wet as soon as he pulls it out of my cunt!"
The little devil, she was exactly right! Rob had just finished screwing her till she'd cried with joy and he had also deposited a very generous load of sperm in her tight little cunt. That didn't do anything to slow him down, though; he said that the very thought of getting his prick lodged between the lips of my pussy was enough to make his balls steam up again. As soon as he got off her he just skipped across the bed and I grabbed his prick to shove it into my own notch. Lord, was that ever exciting!
"God, you're all wet with her cunt!" I groaned, running my fingers up and down the slippery shaft of his prick and feeling my clitoris give a little dance of excitement. "Oohh, Rob, this is going to be the best fucking I've ever had!"
My poor cunt was almost swollen shut with erotic excitement and he had to push hard to get it in me. It felt like a big sword cutting me in two when that tool went in for the first time. I'd been fingering myself as he'd fucked Lyn but I hadn't come; I'd just gotten myself worked up to the point where I couldn't hold it back much longer. As soon as I felt his big prick spreading the rim of my cunt into a circle, stretching it to fit, I knew I was gone and I just let go with everything I had.
"Agghh! Do it now!" I cried out, reaching up to pull him down to me and locking my legs together around him. "Ugghh! Oohh, Rob, drive that cock home!"
He drew back and let me have it with a ferocious thrust. I felt as though someone had hit me with an axe! Oh, did he ever drive that rod in to the hilt! I whooped with joy and then it was all over for me; I couldn't remember anything after that. Lyn told me later that I just went wild, humping my hips up to him and grinding like mad. I believe it because I've never felt a man go in any better than I felt Rob going into my cunt that afternoon. He kept on working it in and out until I came to. When I got over that first climax he was still pumping, trying to get himself another come, so I grabbed hold again and we were off to the races. I came twice more before he finally got enough. After he'd shot a tremendous load of come up me, he fell off and that was the end of that young man, at least for a while that afternoon.
Lyn and I have had many an enjoyable afternoon with Rob since that time. She's still just as willing as she can be to share him with me. I tell her that she just does it because it makes her hotter, seeing him do things with me, and she admits that that is part of the reason for her generosity. I've also got to admit, though, that we've grown a lot closer together-more like friends, you know?-since we've started sharing a lover. Some people might not like it but it sure helps build a closer relationship with your daughter, or so I've found it. I don't know how much longer it will last but I'd deadly serious about enjoying it while I'm able to-I haven't had anything this good in a long time!
Peg's relationship with her young daughter and with the girl's youthful but exceedingly virile lover pose several interesting problems to those wishing to understand the psychodynamics of that highly unusual triangle. Mate sharing is far from an unknown form of human sexual behavior, to be sure, but seldom have we encountered cases of a mother and daughter sharing the same lover. The case is of particular interest to this study, of course, because of the disparity in age between Peg and Rob. That discrepancy, however, is not the dominant characteristic of their mutual relationship; the matter of greater interest, we believe, is Peg's attitude toward her daughter.
The essential element in this troilistic love affair is a deeply repressed but nonetheless real homosexual attraction between Peg and her daughter. The reader will perhaps have noted the unusual freedom with which Peg discussed sexual matters with the girl, even before catching her in the act of cunnilingus. This frankness sprang from Peg's interest in the girl as a sexual object, though she managed to push that interest down and to disguise it as "maternal concern." Rob's appearance, however, allowed the repressed homosexuality to surface somewhat and to take on a different guise.
This analysis of Peg's feelings toward her daughter should not be too surprising. A homosexual interest is often lurking beneath the surface of many troilist relationships. Dr. Frank Caprio has analyzed one of these menages-one involving a woman and two women-in terms that are directly applicable to our present case. "In having his wife indulge in homosexual relations with the other woman'" writes this authority, "he identifies himself with his wife (a displacement of his own homosexual desires to perform fellatio upon another man). Where a man shares his wife with a friend, he betrays his latent homosexuality. Such sexual arrangements are not too uncommon. They can always be interpreted as evidence of disguised homosexuality." (Variations in Sexual Behavior, p. 269.)
Exactly the same psychological principles would apply in the present case. Peg's desire to engage in homosexual relations had been repressed, due no doubt to the widespread social disapproval of this kind of affair, but the desire nonetheless remained strong. It surfaced in the guise of an attraction toward Rob, her daughter's lover. There can be little doubt that in watching Rob make love to her daughter, Peg identified with the lad. This impression is further strengthened when we remember the interest Peg displayed in her daughter's sexual life-masquerading as a tender concern for the girl's well-being-and the readiness with which she accepted Rob's phallus immediately after it had been in Lyn's vagina. These factors are conclusive, we believe, and confirm the diagnosis of this case as one involving a repressed homosexual longing on the part of the mother.