I grabbed my nightgown from Greg’s bed, turned and slid it down the front of my robe. I had to jump away as Greg teasingly tried to grab me when I was near his bed.
“Back down, big boy!” I told him as I jumped back. “Throw on your swimsuit and go charm the girls out at the pool.”
I slipped out of his room and quietly went downstairs. In the kitchen again, I took a peek out of the window to check on the girls. They were still comatose, lying there in their tiny bikinis, absorbing the sun. I was going to have to go out there soon and remind them to flip over. Ah, to be eighteen again!
I was feeling like a young teenager again. Greg was affecting me, that’s for sure. It was nice to feel desired by a young man. Now don’t get me wrong. I’m perfectly satisfied with my husband in all departments. It’s just…well, I don’t know any way of describing it other than I must be a slut for cum.
That’s not an easy thing for a wife and mother to admit to. Even now I can taste Greg’s cum in my mouth. I can move my tongue around, slide it over my teeth and the roof of my mouth and there’s still that salty taste. I love it so much! But how is a girl to get her desires satisfied and still be a good girl, huh? How does a wife and a mother take care of that craving?
I guess I managed to do a decent job of staying decent, at least. I used my husband all of the time and of course, he never complains when I pull him into the bedroom and give him a blowjob. I used my brother when I needed something new. Now I have Greg’s young, virile, manly sperm to add to the mix. I’m a mess.
I read somewhere that there are certain ingredients or elements in a man’s ejaculate that chemically alter a woman’s mood. I do believe it. I’m the perfect laboratory experiment! I’ve never felt the need to be the stereotypical gossipy, spiteful woman that some turn into. I’ve got a happy life and I’m sexually satisfied. I think that my regular contact with men’s ejaculate does affect me in that way. However, don’t expect me to stand up and suggest that to the women at the next PTA meeting!
I went to my bedroom and spent the next hour showering and pampering myself. I recalled Greg’s comment about my smooth legs, so I shaved again. While doing that, I remembered that he would have seen my landing strip of hair through my nightgown, so I carefully shaved my pussy. My husband was going to be surprised. I’ve never done that before. I mean, why should I? I’m married so I don’t have to impress anyone, right? Was I planning on showing someone my pussy soon? I sat on the edge of the bathtub and faced myself in the mirror. “Calm down and slow down, girl,” I told myself. “Don’t let this get out of hand.”
I took in a deep breath and let out a large sigh. I was hopeless. My husband will think I did it just for him anyway. I’ll just blame it on my bathing suit or something, but I guarantee he won’t complain.
I heard splashing and giggling outside at the pool. The girls have finally come back to life. I peeked out through my bedroom window blinds. Greg was indeed out there flirting with the girls. I was a bit jealous, but also proud of my handsome son.
I got dressed for the day. Just a simple pair of shorts, top, and sandals. When I made my way back to the kitchen, I noticed it had gone quiet outside again. I leaned over the sink and looked out the window. It was quiet, but if I had the window open, I’d probably hear soft moaning. No, it’s not what you think, but it was just as sexy, in my opinion.
The girls were all on their stomachs on towels again, but now Greg was rubbing sunscreen on them. The ones that he had already worked on had their tops untied and their backs were bare. I watched enviously as Greg would work the lotion all over their bare backs. The girls were enjoying it by the looks on their faces. I wondered how hard Greg was at this moment.
I stood there watching Greg as he went from girl to girl. Even his sister had her top untied. I wondered if that had any effect on her brother as he rubbed sunscreen onto the bare back of his sister. I was going to have to watch those two.
Yes, I know that I’m not one to judge. But I’m pretty sure I had ways to make sure he didn’t need to go to his sister anyway.
When Greg finished with the last girl, he stood up and wiped his hands across his chest. I could see his cock pushing hard against the front of his bathing suit. He reached down and adjusted himself. I was just about to call him into the house so he could relieve himself when his attention went back to the girls. They were talking to him about something. It finally clicked in my mind what they were asking when he went back to the first girl in line and started applying lotion to her legs. As I watched, she reached backward and pulled the bikini bottom up into the crack of her ass, exposing her butt cheeks to him!
My voyeuristic side of me took over and I stood there mesmerized as each girl looked at each other and then did the same thing with their bikini bottoms! I was unconsciously rubbing my abdomen up against the cabinet I was leaning on. I also couldn’t believe it when I could see the bare white butt of my own daughter as she waited for her brother to rub the sunscreen on her. I wanted to be out there and be the next in line! I watched as long as I could stand it. Just as I was about to go change into my bikini, Greg finished up and started walking back to the house.
He walked into the kitchen and saw me and where I was. “I guess you saw all of that, huh?” he asked me.
“Aww, poor baby!” I teased him. “Did you get all hot and bothered out there with the girls?”
“What do you think?” he asked as he reached down and adjusted himself again.
“I think you’d better go upstairs and do something about that,” I told him with a giggle.
“No, ” he said. “I’ll just do it right here.”
“I don’t think so, young man,” I told him. “Your sister could come in here any moment, not to mention your dad might finish golf early and come in here.”
“I’ll be quick,” he said with a grin. “It’ll just be me coming in here.”
He pulled his shorts down just enough to free his cock and started stroking it, right there in the kitchen. Damn, he had a great cock!
I backed up a bit and motioned him over. “Would you like to have something to look at while you do that?” I asked him, motioning to the window.
“Yeah,” he said softly as he took in the view of the half-naked girls out by the pool. “That was pretty intense.”
I stood behind him and scratched his back softly. “Did it feel good touching those girls? Did you like rubbing that lotion on their bare skin, hmmm?” I whispered.
“Oh yeah!” he moaned. “I’m going to cum right now!”
Damn it, I was salivating at the thought of his cum. I looked out the window quickly. The girls hadn’t moved an inch. I looked around the house quickly and when I saw no one around, I asked him, “Are you going to shoot that dick off right here?”
“Yes,” he moaned urgently.
I knew what I wanted to do so I just did it. I quickly sank to my knees in front of him and opened my mouth.
“Cum in my mouth!” I told him. “Point it and shoot it into my mouth!”
“Oh wow, Mom!” he said breathlessly. “Here it comes!”
He gave his cock a few more strokes and pointed it right at my open mouth. The first spurt hit my upper lip and nose. The second shot hit me partly in my mouth and on my chin. I didn’t want to waste it, and I didn’t want to get more of it all over my face, so I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me and swallowed his cock.
It felt so good. It tasted better than it felt. His cock twitched and he shot a huge spurt right down my throat. I worked my tongue all over my son’s cock as he pushed forward and pulsed two more times. I sucked him and licked it good, not letting anything slip out. He never went soft so finally, I had to back away and let it slide out of my mouth. I brought my hand up and used my fingers to work the rest of his first spurts into my mouth. I savored the taste and feel of his cum on my tongue, swirling it around in my mouth before I swallowed it down.
Greg grabbed his cock and squeezed it hard until a big drop developed. I looked up at him and opened my mouth. He leaned forward and once again, I had his cock back in my mouth. I sucked on its purple-pink head and swirled my tongue around it. Then I leaned backward, sliding his cock out and I stood up.
I used my fingers again and wiped around my mouth. I looked at Greg and smiled as I sucked my fingers clean.
“We’re taking this way too far and way too fast,” I told him.
Just as he was about to reply, I heard the garage door opening. My husband was home.
“Quick!” I told him. “Go outside and tell the girls to get decent! Hurry!”
Greg rushed out the back door and I watched as the girls quickly tied their tops and jumped into the pool. I couldn’t help but laugh as it was obvious they were all adjusting and pulling their bikinis from between their ass cheeks for a few seconds. Then they started splashing around the pool with Greg.
The door to the garage opened and my husband and brother came inside. “I brought your no-good brother home for lunch!” my husband said as they came in.
I walked over to hug my brother. I hadn’t seen him in a while.
“Hey sis!” he said with a grin as he hugged me back. “What your no-good husband means is that he lost and was supposed to buy me lunch, not bring me home for you to make it!”
“Hey, now,” my husband shot back. “I pay for the food here, so it’s all the same, in my opinion.”
We all laughed at that and then I added, “Well, he might pay for the food, but that doesn’t mean we have any. I haven’t been to the store yet. Plus, we have a hungry horde of eighteen-year-olds and your college son out there who don’t seem to be going home. We need to feed them, too.”
My husband groaned, “Okay, I’ll run to the store.” He grabbed his keys off of the bar. “Mark, you stay here and visit. I lost, so I’ll go. Burgers?” he asked.
“Sure!” I told him. Mark followed him out to the garage, coming back inside with a beer from the refrigerator we keep out there.
“Don’t let him drink all of my good beer!” I heard my husband say as he backed out of the garage.
I’m so glad that we all get along so well together. It would make things awkward with Mark and I being so close if the two of them didn’t like each other.
My brother walked over to the kitchen window and looked at the kids swimming.
“Is everyone outside?” he asked me.
“Yeah, they’re all out there swimming. Even Greg is…” I stopped speaking because it hit me right then what he was asking. I turned to him and saw a big grin on his face.
“If you think there’s time, ” he said softly.
“Oh, there’s always time,” I replied and went to my knees again in the kitchen, unbuttoning his shorts as I went.
In seconds, I had my brother’s cock in my mouth.
