It was Katie’s mom’s third time in our house since the COVID outbreak, all in the past week. I called her Jen, short for Jennifer (which is her real name). We had been talking for a half an hour, mostly about recipes and cooking, when she said, “Katie told me you watched your son masturbating.”
I made a face, kind of a frown. “She told you that?”
“Yes,” Jen said. “Is it true?”
“Well… I mean, that’s not something to talk about, is it? Although I guess my question means yes, so, yes, I saw him do that.”
We were sitting on the sofa, sun streaming in through the sliding glass doors to the back yard. We were only a couple feet apart, having gotten past the social distancing rules once we’d tacitly figured out that we’d been sharing germs already, by way of our children. Our sixteen-year old children who were probably upstairs fucking at this very moment.
“What was it like?” she asked.
I thought about it and said, “It was pretty great, actually. He was using my laptop and I walked into the room. He was masturbating and I saw what he was looking at… and he stood up. He kept stroking his… penis… and he came all over the carpet.”
“It was great?” Jen asked.
“Well, yeah. I knew he masturbated, of course, and I got to see him do it. That’s something I’ve hardly ever seen in real life and it was kind of thrilling. And when he came… he made a mess, but it meant that my little boy was a man, even if a young one.”
“What was he looking at?”
“Um. He was on Lushstories and, well, he was looking at pictures of me. Ones where I’m not particularly dressed.”
“And he saw you and stood up and ejaculated?”
“Yes, he did. Well, not exactly. I, uh, showed him my boobs. My god, this sounds so stupid. I’m really a pretty good mom. But yes, he just stroked his cock and he spurted cum onto the floor. I could almost hear the cum shooting out of him.”
Jen laughed. “No, it’s not stupid. I think Toby’s a fine boy. And my Katie’s a fine girl. And you’re a good mom. You and Toby just got a little closer together than usual. And Katie showed me your Lush profile… very hot! I especially liked the woman licking your pussy at the end of that one bunch of images. And those stories! I’m not sure what I think about you writing about Katie, but it’s out there now and I guess it’s OK. I’m even OK with you and Katie making out. Well, as long as she enjoys it.”
I’m sure I blushed. “She is a hottie,” I said. “And speaking of Katie, I understand that you two… “. I let the sentence hang, mainly because I didn’t know where to go with it.
“Yeah,” Jen said. “We’ve made love a few times. I’m not even sure how it happened the first time. I was so angry with Katie – and I’m not going to tell you why, so don’t ask. But she deserved to be spanked for the first time in years. She lay on her bed and I spanked her. Hard. A lot of times. And she went from screaming to apparently liking it. I must have spanked her fifty times. And I noticed her panties were wet.”
“She peed herself?” I asked.
“That’s what I thought, at first. But I pulled off her panties and, well, she was just wet. From being aroused, apparently by all the spanking. I should have just stopped then.”
“But… “
“But I didn’t. I spanked her a few more times and, well, I put my finger in her wet pussy. I mean, it was right there, begging for attention. We kissed, we did things, we came. I still don’t know why I did it. Being supportive? Feeling lonely? Just horny?”
I would have been shocked if I hadn’t done as much and more with Toby (other than the spanking). I inched closer to Jen. I moved so close to Jen that our knees touched. We were both wearing shorts and had our shoes off. I could smell the shampoo in her hair and the light perfume of La Vie Est Belle.
“You’re very close,” Jen said, although she didn’t move away.
“Well, I was thinking, our kids are upstairs and probably having sex… “
“And you thought that we…”
I didn’t let her finish, but leaned in to kiss her on the mouth. I pulled back just a fraction of an inch and Jen moved her lips forward to touch mine. Our heads pressed together and our mouths opened. No COVID here, I hoped, then lost myself in the taste of her lipstick and the swirl of her tongue. Maybe her mention of that picture of Ashley and me gave me a push, but mostly it was just being close to someone my own age after so long a dry spell. Maybe.
I stroked her hair. Kissing Jen was intense, but she backed off a little and we kissed for a while with our lips barely touching. I put a hand on her breast and felt her arch into it. Not needing further encouragement, I undid the top button of her blouse. I needed both hands for her buttons, but I stuck with it and soon had her top completely open. I unclipped her bra and pushed my hands under the cups, feeling her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers. Hers felt like C cups, the same as mine, except Jen’s were rounder.
“Mmmmm, that’s nice,” she said.
I started to undo her shorts, but as I reached for the button, I said, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Jen needed little encouragement. We walked quietly down the hallway past Toby’s room, where the door was closed. It was quiet. As soon as I shut the door to my room, we clinched to kiss some more.
I pulled off Jen’s blouse and bra, both of which hung loosely on her. She unbuttoned and peeled off my top. And took off my bra. We both hopped toward the bed, shedding our shorts and panties, and flopped on the bedspread. I climbed on top of Jen. It was, after all, my house.
Initially, we just kissed and that was great. I kept my weight on my arms and my legs between hers. My boobs brushed her breasts and we kissed like crazy. My hand found its way down between us and fingered her pussy, which was sopping wet. I moved my finger inside her, then added a second finger and a third. I finger-fucked her slowly, my thumb massaging her clit.
I sat back a little, still rubbing her pussy, and Jen reached for my boob, which was hanging down at her. She grabbed it, then eased her thumb along the nipple. She sat up just a bit and sucked at the nipple… this felt delightful! I kept finger-fucking her, enjoying her tongue on me, when I felt a finger playing with my clit. Then her whole hand was moving, stroking me while she kissed my neck, unable to stretch anywhere else.
Almost hating to do it, but not really, I slid down and put my head between Jen’s thighs. She spread her legs further apart as we both went for her clit. My tongue won, though, and I began to kiss her pussy. I licked her labia, licked her hole. Jen just lay back, her hands on her breasts, enjoying herself. I thrust my tongue into her pussy and she arched her back. My tongue flicked back and forth over her clit… I sucked it a little less gently.
She reached out with her left hand and our fingers entwined, our hands on her thigh. I licked her clit as thoroughly as I could. My tongue pressed against it, did circles around it, fluttered such that I just barely touched her.
“More tongue,” she said. She sat up, looking at me when she said it, smiled, touched my hair, and fell back.
I’d been doing this for about fifteen minutes, I think. My tongue continued to tease her, please her, now doing pretty much the same thing all the time, licking her clit up and down. I inserted two fingers, one at a time, into her pussy, and I curled them. I finger-fucked her while I lapped her clit and she seemed to enjoy it. Her thighs began to close up against my head. She brought herself up in a sort of crunch and she watched me licking her… I doubt she could see my fingers inside her. She smiled at me, her eyes looking over my shoulder. I saw how red her face and neck and upper chest had become. Jen almost sat up, her tummy heaving, as she looked at me and my adventurous tongue.
“Don’t stop!” she ordered me.
I didn’t stop and Jen came. Her whole body shook and her pussy shoved at my face. I gripped her hips and continued to tongue her until she suddenly turned her hips away. She fell back on to the bed.
“Wow,” she said, so quietly I could hardly hear her. “Thanks, Lauren. That was spectacular.”
“Yeah, mom, you were great!” Toby said.
I turned and saw that Katie and Toby were in my bedroom. I was shocked, embarrassed, and maybe a tiny bit pleased with myself. I lay next to Jen and asked, “What are you guys doing here?”
“Déjà vu,” he said.
“What?” I asked, my voice higher than normal and something less than a shriek.
“Um, nothing mom, just thinking about when I walked in and saw you and Katie lying in bed naked. A week ago.”
Jen reached over and stroked my breast.
“We thought you were downstairs,” Katie said. “Toby just wanted to use his mom’s laptop for a minute. We’ll come back later.”
“That’s OK,” Jen said, speaking for both of us, I guess, and I wasn’t so sure it was OK with me. But I went along. Jen said, “Do what you need to do.”
“I knew we should have just used my cell phone,” Toby whispered, although not too quietly to hear.
“Whatever,” Katie said. She tapped his shoulder in the direction of my laptop.
Toby sat and typed for fifteen seconds, including what seemed to be a lot of backspaces. He got what he wanted, apparently, and sat back in the chair.
I couldn’t see the screen, but I could hear it, mostly a lot of grunting. And I could hear Toby, who said, “See. Just like that. I don’t know why it didn’t work.”
Katie watched for a minute and said, “I kind of get it.”
Jen and I looked at each other. Jen spoke up: “Kind of get what?”
“It’s a sex position,” Katie said, the more adventuresome of the two. “The Tulip. The book says it’s easy, but it isn’t.”
“Well, why don’t you try it again? Lauren, do you know the Tulip?”
I did not. But if it was just sex, I’d surely seen or done something like it sometime.
“How hard could it be?” I asked.
“Come on, Katie, come here,” Jen said. “Take off your clothes. You, too, Toby.”
“I don’t think so,” Katie said.
“Look,” Jen said, “we’re naked. You watched us… making out. You’ve done things with both of us, well, except for Toby and me. Let us help you out.”
They shambled slowly, unenthusiastically, toward the bed and stood at the edge on Jen’s side. Facing each other, Katie pulled off Toby’s Twenty One Pilots t-shirt. Toby slowly undid her blouse buttons and she let it fall to the floor.
“I don’t know if we should be doing this,” Toby said.
Katie stepped up so her breasts were almost touching his chest. Her hand slid down to his shorts and she said, “From the look of things, we’re going to be doing it either here or somewhere else.” She squeezed his cock through his shorts, then reached behind her back and undid her bra. She shrugged it off.
Toby took a deep breath and pulled off his drawstring shorts. And his boxers. He stood there, naked, his cock sticking straight out. Katie took off her shorts and panties and climbed over Jen to lie between us. She lay down on her tummy, legs together. Toby climbed over her, his legs straddling her, and tried to put his cock in her cunt. Katie had a tiny butt, but Toby wasn’t having any luck.
“Maybe if she spread her legs a little,” Jen said. “Try that, honey.”
It didn’t really work. Toby got the tip of his cock poised at the entrance to her pussy, but it wouldn’t go in. I tried grabbing his cock to steer him into her, but he squeaked a protest and I let go.
“Turn over,” I said. “You’re upside down.”
It took some further explanation, but Toby got on his back and Katie got into a missionary-looking position, her boobs on his chest, both her legs inside his… sort of the opposite of missionary, I guess. She spread her legs a little and he slid right into her. Jen smacked Katie on the ass.
“I don’t know if this counts,” Katie said. “Hey, mom, do that again, please.”
Jen spanked Katie again, several times, hitting each cheek. Jen’s hand left a faint imprint.
“God, that feels so good,” Katie said, “being spanked and fucked at the same time.”
Toby said nothing, but thrust his cock into her, a big smile on his face. Katie’s ass squirmed on the bed, being spanked by mom, held mostly in place by Toby’s cock. I stroked Katie’s blonde hair.
Suddenly, Toby’s face changed to surprise as he came inside her. His hips jerked up, lifting Katie’s ass in the air as she got a particularly hard slap. Her butt showed faint streaks of red. Jen leaned over and kissed her on the ass, then licked her crack. Katie visibly shivered.
“We know you like that,” Jen said. “Don’t we?”
Jen used her hands to separate Katie’s ass cheeks and began to lick her asshole. Toby’s cock was still inside Katie’s cunt. Jen tongued her hole and reached underneath to find her clit. I couldn’t see what was happening, but Katie was clearly loving it. She kissed Toby, lips separating, while mom fluttered her tongue on her asshole. Jen pushed her tongue inside and Katie’s hips ground down on Toby.
Katie lifted her hips into the air, Toby’s soft cock falling out of her, allowing her mom’s fingers more space to rub her clit. Jen rubbed her back and forth, still doing what she could to tongue young Katie’s asshole. Katie’s blonde hair was a mess, a confused jumble of yellow straw over Toby’s face.
“Spank me,” Katie said, breathless. “Spank my ass.”
I hit Katie’s ass tentatively.
“Harder,” she said.
I hit her harder and heard her moan. Jen had given up licking Katie’s asshole and slid her face under her daughter’s pussy. The top of her head brushed against Toby’s cock and balls. Her tongue danced along Katie’s clit. I continued to slap Katie’s ass pretty hard, bringing up red marks on her skin.
“Keep spanking me,” she cried.
And I did. I slapped her pretty hard, hard enough that Jen was having difficulty keeping her tongue on Katie’s clit. Her ass was turning red. I felt bad about hitting her so much, but she really seemed to want it. Jen’s mouth slurped at Katie’s pussy.
Katie came with a loud groan. Her legs trembled. Both Jen and I kept doing what we were doing and Katie kept coming. Her orgasm must have lasted for close to a minute.
Katie tossed her head, her hair spilling across Toby’s face, and mom slipped her head out from its position between her daughter’s legs. Everyone untangled. Toby and Katie lay between Jen and me. We were all face up.
“We did that wrong,” Katie said. “I mean, it was awesome, but my butt should have been in Toby’s lap.”
“You mean… fucking you in the ass?” I asked, maybe a little bit shocked.
“Noooooo,” Katie protested. “But it should have been more like a beast with two backs than face to face.”
We all thought about that for a minute.
“She’s right,” Toby said. His cock was half hard. “But we’re not going to try it again right now.”
I kissed Toby on the shoulder. Jen kissed Katie on the cheek. The four of us lay there, thinking our own thoughts.
“So, what did Katie do that made you need to spank her in the first place, Jen?” I asked. “The first time you two had sex.”
Jen didn’t say anything, but Katie spoke up. She said, “I had sex with my dad. So, mom got pissed.”
I had nothing to say to that. Neither did anyone else.
