Date: Wed, 7 Aug 2019 07:16:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Boy Daddy <badgod69@yahoo.com>
Subject: BOY DADDY, Part 10

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BOY DADDY, Part 10

I got us up at 7 a.m. the next morning.  Check-out time was 9 a.m., so we
got dressed and went out for breakfast, then returned to the motel to
shower before going home.

I timed it so that Jenny would already be at work when we arrived, and the
kids would most likely be at one or another of their grandparents' houses.
We'd have the house to ourselves for several hours before anyone might show
up.

When we pulled up in front of the house, our neighbor, Mrs. McKay, was
outside watering her garden. She waved to us and asked if we'd had a good
time.  Jenny had apparently told her that we were away on a road trip.

"Yeah, we had a great time.  Hard to come back home," I answered.

"Well, we all missed you, and I know Jenny will be delighted to have you
both back in the house," she said.

I thanked her for her kindness and threw my arm around Sam's shoulder,
steering him up the walk to the front door.

As soon as we were inside, Sam said, "She knows what time we got home,
dude.  Does that matter?"

"Nah, we're in the clear now," I answered.  But I liked that Sam was
concerned and still being vigilant.

Once we'd dumped our stuff in our room, we moved down the hall to my and
Jenny's bedroom.

I hadn't slept there in months.  Sam and I now shared his room, and Jenny
was OK with it, chalking it up to me being a devoted father to my
first-born son.  So far, no one had questioned how much time Sam and I
spent together, nor commented on the fact that we were virtually
inseparable.

Now we checked out the bedroom and figured out where Sam could hide while
he watched Jenny and I have sex.  The idea was Sam's, but I'll admit that
the thought of him watching me fuck my wife really excited the
exhibitionist in me.

The best idea, and the one we decided on, was to slip Sam into the bedroom
closet while Jenny was in the bathroom, preparing for bed.  We'd only have
a couple of minutes, but we both thought it would be plenty of time to get
him hidden.  The closet had a louvered door, so all I had to do was make
sure the louvers were partially cracked, allowing Sam a clear view between
them.

We rehearsed it a few times, each time cutting valuable seconds off how
long it took to rush Sam into the room, get him into the closet, shut the
closet door, and then resume whatever I was doing, all done silently.
Jenny would never know unless she decided to get something out of the
closet, which was highly unlikely.  Afterwards, she always used the toilet
after sex, so we'd just reverse the process.  We knew there was a slight
chance of discovery, but it just made it more exciting to us.

Once that was finished, we laid on the bed and discussed what Sam wanted to
see me do with Jenny.

"I wanna see you fuck her ass, dude!" Sam said, snickering like a devil.

"No way that's gonna happen, bro," I replied.  "Mom won't let me.  I've
tried before, believe me.  But I'll eat her ass, if you want."

"Huh; nah.  OK, then I wanna see you fuck her hard.  And eat her pussy
some, I wanna see that for sure," he said.

"No prob, what else?" I asked.

"Make her do pervy stuff, dude.  That would be hot.  And do stuff with her
tits, like, I don't know, just sexy stuff."

I laughed, but I figured I knew what Sam wanted to see.  I planned on
giving him an good show to jerk off to.  If everything worked out right,
his first show would be that night.

We went back to our room and smoked a few bowls.  When we were nicely
buzzed, I suggested that we drive around looking at apartments.  Sam was
happy with the idea, so we piled back into the truck and cruised around
town.

Nothing we looked at was right.  All the apartments were either too
expensive, too noisy, didn't offer enough privacy, or were just flat out
depressing.  Then I remembered that one of my work buddies had a rental
property, a detached in-law cottage.  Maybe it was available and he'd give
me a deal on rent.

I mentioned it to Sam and he was interested right away.  I decided I'd ask
my buddy about it when I went back to work the next day.

We'd been gone for five days, and Sam still had a few days of vacation
freedom left before he had to return to school.  Slowly but surely, we were
getting back into the swing of our regular activities.

When we got home, we cleaned up the house a bit -- washing dishes,
vacuuming, cleaning the bathrooms, picking up stuff from the floors and
returning it to its proper place.  All of this was designed to make Jenny
happy and malleable.

After we got the house looking nice, we decided to take a nap after eating
lunch.  Both Sam and I were still pretty exhausted from all the sex and
drugs we'd engaged in over the past several days, and the nap helped revive
us.

After an hour or so, we got up and grabbed our skateboards and took off for
a few hours of skating.

Our usual skate spots were fairly crowded that afternoon.  Sam ran into a
lot of his friends from high school, so we skated with them for a couple of
hours.  I liked his friends, and they all knew me as Sam's cool older
brother because I always had weed and would buy them alcohol.  We were all
buddies, and they regularly invited me to any parties they were throwing.
Sam and I were popular with all the kids he knew.

When the boys had all left to go their separate ways, Sam and I skated to
the liquor store near our house and I bought a six-pack of beer.  Sitting
on the curb drinking, we checked out the girls walking by and made comments
about who we'd fuck and who we wouldn't.  There weren't many `wouldn't's.
We were both pretty horny from skating and feeling the sun on our bare
chests and legs.

When we'd had a few beers each, Sam said, "Let's go home and bust one,
dude."  We hadn't had our morning jerk off yet, so we jumped on our boards
and zipped home in record time.

As we still had the house to ourselves, we stripped off our sweaty clothes
and plopped down on the living room sofa.  Sam had worked up a good sweat
all over his body, and I told him to get on all fours.  I knelt behind him
and grabbed his hardening cock from behind and pulled it towards me between
his legs.

Leaning down, I lapped his cock head and shaft, then his balls and taint,
and finally his ass crack and hole.  Once Sam was sighing and moaning, I
continued lapping the whole area in one great swath, from his dick head to
his asshole.  Sam smelled like Paradise to me and tasted even better, all
teenage hormones and sweat funk.

We swapped positions, and he did the same thing to me.  It's one of my
favorite things ever.

We blew our loads sitting side by side, aiming our dicks at each other's
crotch.  I rubbed Sam's load into my pubes and all over my stomach.  Sam
scooped up my load and smeared it in his hairy pits.

We had just finished our jerk session when I saw through the front window
Nick pull up on his bicycle and wheel it into the back yard.

"Oh, shit, Nick's home, dude!" I hissed at Sam.  We must have looked like
the Keystone Cops as we leapt from the sofa and madly scrambled around,
pulling on our clothes and telling each other to go faster.

We were dressed and reseated on the sofa just as Nick came through the back
door in the kitchen and walked into the living room.

"Oh!  Hey, Nick," I said, feigning surprise at his being home already.
"Where's Leda and Mom?" I was trying to act casual but I was still rattled
by Nick's nearly catching us.

Nick gave the room a quick glance, as if something was out of place but he
wasn't sure what.

"Leda's at Anna's house.  Mom's at work, I guess," he said.  The confused
look on his face intensified.  "What's that smell?  It smells funny in
here," he added.

After a very short pause, Sam said, "What smell?  I don't smell anything,
dude."

Nick ignored Sam's comment.  "Something smells gross," he mumbled.

"Maybe you stepped in something," Sam snickered.

Nick shrugged with one shoulder and turned to go to his room.

"Where are you off to?" I asked him.

Without pausing or turning to look at me, he said, "Brian's for a while,
until Mom gets home and dinner's ready."  Brian was a friend that lived
down the street.  He was already out of the living room and yelled the
final words from the hallway.

"Just be back in an hour," I yelled back.  No response.  "You hear me,
Nick?"  Not a word in reply.

I sighed and looked at Sam, who raised his eyebrows and quietly laughed.

"Dude!  So almost busted!" he whispered.  I smiled back at him.

I opened the windows in the living room to air it out.  Nick had smelled
the funky aroma of sweaty asses being rimmed, jerking off, and fresh,
strong cum.

While I was opening the last window, Nick came through the living room
again, baseball glove in hand.

"See ya," he said as he went out the front door.

And that was our `welcome home' from my youngest son.

A thought occurred to me.  "You ever jerked off with him?" I asked Sam.

"Ew, no.  I've caught him at it, though.  And I've seen his dick."

"What'd he do when you caught him?" I asked.

"He didn't know I saw him, he was humping his bed.  Had his pants pulled
all the way down and his shirt hiked up.  He was really goin' at it."

I had never really thought of Nick as a sexual being, so the thought of him
nearly naked and masturbating interested me.

"Why didn't you help him, show him how to really jerk off, bro?  You should
have," I said.

Sam rolled his eyes and laughed.  "Nah, he's still a little kid, dude.  His
dick is bald and he can't even cum yet."

"That didn't stop us when you were his age, bro," I said.

Sam shrugged.  "Why don't you show him then?  Why do I have to do it?"

"I didn't say you had to do it.  And I don't want to do it, either."

We looked at each other and started laughing.  It felt weird to talk about
Nick in a sexual way.

"In a lot of ways, I don't even really know Nick," I said.  "Leda either,
for that matter."

"Leda's cool, dude," Sam said.  He and his sister had always gotten along
and played together a lot when they were younger.  "She wants to fuck this
guy at school," he added, laughing.

"Yeah?" I said.  "How old is he?"

"I don't know, probably like 14," he replied.  Leda was 13.

The thought amused me, and I smiled.  "Nice.  That's kinda hot."

"I told her she should," Sam said with a leer.

"Good.  Hell yeah!"  We laughed at my reaction, which surprised even me.

But now I was on a roll.  "You think Leda's hot?" I asked him.

"Yeah, she's pretty hot, even if she is my sister.  She's gonna be one fine
bitch, dude" Sam said.

After a short pause, he asked, "Do you?"

"Think Leda's hot?  Yeah, I guess so.  She's gonna have nice tits, you can
tell."

"I've seen her pussy.  Lots of times," Sam said.

"You have?  How?" I asked.  I was starting to get excited by this
conversation.

"Well, when we were little, we showed each other our junk lots of times.
And then recently I got a good flash of it when we were goofing around in
the backyard and she did a cartwheel.  She wasn't wearing anything under
her skirt, dude!"  Sam was wide-eyed and laughing.

"When's the last time she saw your dick?" I asked.

"Well, I go to my room naked after I shower, and I have to walk past her
bedroom door, so..."

"So...?"  I needed to hear more.

"So, if she's there I pause in her doorway and say hi and shit," Sam said.
"I like letting her get a good look," he added.  "She sure as fuck doesn't
seem to mind."

I was getting hard fast from picturing my son and daughter exposing
themselves to each other.  I also had a new appreciation for Leda and her
openness with Sam.

"When's the last time you saw her naked, dude?" Sam asked me.

"Jesus, I don't even know, bro.  Years.  She was a little kid with nothing
much to show," I answered.

"You should catch her naked now so you can see for yourself how hot she
is."  Sam was really enjoying this, provoking and stoking me to a deep,
pervy horniness.

"Yeah," I muttered, a little too breathlessly.

"What about Nick?  You seen him naked recently?" he asked.

"Nah, not interested, bro," I answered.  "Not yet, anyway."  Nick was only
11.  In a year or so, I might feel differently.

Sam chuckled that dirty laugh of his, throaty and sarcastic.  "Such a
perv," he mumbled.

We had moved into the kitchen while we talked, and I began preparing
dinner.  Sam helped by making a salad while I put together a casserole that
we all liked.  Jenny would be home soon, and I wanted to be sure she'd want
to fuck later on.  My helping out at home always seemed to turn her on.  Go
figure.

Leda got home before her mom did.

She came through the front door looking healthy and full of energy.  She
was wearing shorts and a loose, sleeveless top.  At 13, Leda stood about
5'4", with a kid's athletic build.  She swam on her school's team, played
softball and basketball, and wanted to be a cheerleader when she got into
high school.

Her light brown hair fell below her shoulders, though it was almost always
pulled back in a ponytail.  Her eyes were hazel, large, and fringed with
incredibly long lashes.  Dimples puckered at either side of her mouth when
she smiled or laughed, which was frequent, and her lips looked soft and
luscious.  As I took her in visually, I imagined she was naked as she
walked into the kitchen, showing me her virgin pussy.

"Welcome home, guys!" she chirped, kissing Sam on the cheek.  Sam and I
exchanged a look.  He cocked an eyebrow and smiled at me.

"Hey, Leda, how ya doin'?" I said.

"Fine," she answered, wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug.  "Did you
guys have fun?"

"Hell yeah, it was totally fuckin' awesome, dude!" Sam replied.

"You meet any girls, loser?"  She was affectionately teasing Sam.

"Yeah, I fucked non-stop, bitch," Sam teased back.

Leda laughed at what she thought was a huge joke.  "Yeah, right.  Where'd
you guys go, anyway?"

We'd prepared for lots of questions from the family when we returned home,
so we both had our stories ready.

"We went along the coast and stopped wherever looked interesting.  Around
the Mendocino area, mostly," I said.

"Camped out on beaches and stuff," Sam added.

"Nice," Leda said.  "You take a lot of photos?"

"Nah, I don't think we took any.  Did we?" he said to me.  "I know I
didn't."

"No, I didn't take any either.  In fact, I left my phone in the truck the
whole time," I said.

Leda just shrugged and said, "Huh."  I was hoping she'd drop it and move on
to something else.  Fortunately, she did.  "What're we having for dinner?"
she asked me.

"That Mexican casserole Mom makes, and a salad," I said.

"Mmm, good!  OK, well, I'm gonna go take a quick shower.  See ya!"  And
with that she turned and sprinted up the stairs like a young gazelle.

As soon as she was out of ear-shot, I muttered, "Damn, bro, she really is
hot as hell!  I'd do her in a few years."

Sam snorted a short laugh.

"Wouldn't you?" I challenged him.

"Hell yeah I would, but it wouldn't be in a few years, it'd be right now,
dude!" he replied.  "That little bitch Lacy was the same age as Leda, and
she was awesome, right?"

"True.  Yeah, Lacy was awesome," I said.  "I just didn't want to seem too
eager about Leda, bro!"  We laughed like imps.

I had a raging boner by now, and I could see Sam's dick tenting his shorts
a bit, too.  This topic was clearly something we'd be discussing again.

As my dick half-softened, I decided to change into a clean pair of thin and
ratty sweatshorts, knowing that Jenny would be watching my dick flop around
under the fabric, something she'd told me always turned her on big-time.

As I was changing, I could smell Sam's dried cum on me, a gamey odor that I
loved but knew that Jenny would not.  So I took a quick shower and let the
hot water rinse away any strange scents.  When I was finished, I pulled on
clean, thin sweatshorts, but stayed shirtless.

When I came back into the kitchen, Sam looked flushed, with a shit-eating
smile on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Dude, what took you so long?  I just speed-jerked and came on the salad!"
He could barely contain his hilarity. "I stirred it in, dude!"  And then he
doubled over in laughter.

"You nasty little bastard!" I said, laughing along with him.  "I better
pour some dressing on it so no one notices it's already been `seasoned'."

We thought it was hilarious that the family would soon be eating Sam's cum,
with only the two of us knowing.

As I closed the refrigerator door, we heard Jenny's car pull into the
driveway.

"You ready?" I asked Sam.

"Yep," he said.  "Got our whole story straight, dude."

"OK, here we go!" I said, waiting for Jenny to come through the front door.

When she came in, Jenny noticed right away how neat and tidy the living
room was.  I watched her look around as surprise moved across her face.

"Hi, babe," I said as I entered the living room and walked over to where
she was standing.  Jenny looked at me approaching her, and her eyes
instantly went to my crotch.  I could feel my cock flopping as I walked the
few steps to her and the sensation made me start getting hard.

"Happy to see me, huh?" she said, breaking into a throaty, quiet laugh
meant for only us to hear.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me, my dick pressing tight
against her groin.  I gave her a quick series of kisses all over her face
and then glued my mouth to hers for a deep, lusty kiss.

When we broke it, Jenny let out a long sigh, and said "Jeez...that's a nice
welcome home, Big Boy!"

"Wait'll you see what else I did," I said, nuzzling her neck and ears.
"Why don't you go and change out of those clothes, and I'll pour us a glass
of wine."

Jenny looked at me with a crooked grin, eyeing me closely, trying to figure
out why I was being so attentive.

"OK...," she drawled, smiling at me and turning to go upstairs to change.

"Put on something sexy," I said.  "You know what I like," I added as she
ascended.

Going back to the kitchen, Sam was sitting on the kitchen counter, a wide
grin on his face.

"Where's Mom?  What'd she say?" he asked me.

"She's changing into something sexier," I told him as I opened a bottle of
wine and poured out two glasses.  "We'll fuck tonight, no question," I
added.

"So, it's on?" Sam asked.

"Yep, just like we planned it, OK?  Be ready when I come get you," I said.

Leda came downstairs a couple of minutes before Jenny did.  She had changed
into a different pair of shorts and a clean t-shirt.  I was still thinking
about what she'd look like naked, what she'd feel like laying under me, the
feel and smell of her skin on mine, the snugness of her 13-year old pussy
wrapped around my stiff prick.  That image morphed into one of Sam's ass
bucking like a horse as his dick slid in and out of her sweet cunt, their
mouths glued together, limbs entwined.  I was hard as a rock.

When Jenny walked into the kitchen I nearly jizzed on the spot.  She had
changed into the briefest of thin shorts and a skimpy halter top.  She
looked hot and a bit trashy.  I loved it.

Jenny hugged Sam and kissed his cheek.

"Hi there, baby!  I missed you!  Did you guys have a good time?" she asked
him, brushing his hair back from his forehead with her long fingers.

"Yeah, it was awesome, Mom," he said.

I handed her a glass of wine and she turned to me to take it.  I could see
her nipples poking at the fabric of her top, so I reached out and ran my
fingers over each one as Jenny sipped her wine.

She stepped closer and lightly pressed herself against me.  Her free hand
found its way under my shorts and brushed back and forth against my hard
cock.  I hissed in my breath and Jenny chuckled softly.

"Jeez, get a room, you two," Sam laughed, which made Jenny break contact
and withdraw her fingers from my shorts leg opening.

Leda watched us and smiled at me when I glanced at her.  Both kids were
pretty used to seeing Jenny and I be physical with each other.

The timer went off at that moment, which meant that dinner was ready.
Jenny and Leda sat themselves at the already-set table, both of them
smiling and bright-eyed, like kids at a birthday party.

"Where's Nick?" Jenny asked.

"At Brian's," Sam replied.

"I told him to be back by now," I added.  As if on cue, Nick came through
the back door into the kitchen.  Without a word, he took his place at the
table.

As everyone dug into their food, Jenny and I repeatedly made eye contact.
It was clear that she was hungry for my dick and I stayed half-hard all
through the meal.

Jenny peppered Sam and I with questions about our road trip, and we easily,
breezily gave her answers to all of them.  Sam was a proficient liar, as
was I.  But Jenny was happy with our answers and pleased that we had had
such a great time.

Once dinner was over and the kitchen cleaned up, we all went into the
living room to watch a movie we'd been wanting to see.

Jenny and I sat on the sofa, with Sam next to me and Nick next to Sam.
Leda sat in the armchair beside us.

I had my arm around Jenny, keeping her pressed close to my side.  After a
bit, I instinctively draped my other arm around Sam's shoulders.

About 30 minutes into the film, Sam told Nick to sit on the floor because
he wanted to stretch out.

"Uh-uh," Nick said, "You go sit on the floor.  Why should I move?"

"C'mon, dude, just move," Sam continued.

"No!" Nick said.  "Mom, make him stop," Nick pleaded with Jenny.

"All right, that's enough, Nick," I said.  "Just sit on the floor and let
him stretch out.  Stop complaining.  It won't kill you to be on the floor."

"Go on, Nick, it's OK, honey," Jenny said softly.

Nick grudgingly got up and seated himself on the floor as Sam laid down on
the sofa, his head in my lap.  The second his head pressed against my groin
I got completely hard.  Sam smiled up at me when he felt it.  I chuckled
quietly and stroked his hair.

Jenny glanced at us and smiled, used to these physical displays of
brotherly love between father and son.

"Oh, you handsome boys..." she said.  "So sweet and sexy."

The `sexy' was meant for me, but I fantasized she was including Sam.  My
cock gave a jerk under Sam's head, and he felt it, snickering.

I leaned into Jenny and kissed her cheek and neck.  "Look who's talking," I
whispered in her ear.  "Sam's got the hottest MILF in the world."

Sam shifted his position and rolled onto his side, his cheek now pressed
against my hard cock.  He repeatedly rubbed his cheek against the mound in
my shorts, pretending he was just trying to get comfortable.  I knew what
he was doing, and it thrilled me to be engaging in sex-play so brazenly
with him, without anyone else realizing it.

I had one hand on Sam's shoulder, while my other hand diddled with Jenny's
breast.  The best of both worlds was at my fingertips.

The only ones paying attention to the movie were Leda and Nick.  Jenny was
distracted by my fondling and kissing her, and Sam was busy subtly teasing
my dick.

It was after 9 p.m. when the movie finally finished.  The kids started
picking themselves up and getting ready to go to their rooms.  Sam had sat
back up and my dick had calmed down, though the front of my shorts was
dotted with a few pre-cum spots.  Jenny lolled against me, sleepy but
aroused.

As the kids trundled upstairs after saying good-night, Sam stood up,
stretched, and yawned.

"I'm so ready to pass out, dude.  G'night, Mom," he said, heading for the
stairs.

"Bro, I'm sleeping with Mom tonight," I said to him.  "See you in the
morning."

"OK.  `Night, guys," he said as he disappeared up the staircase.

"Oh, so you're sleeping with me tonight, are you?" Jenny said, a crooked
smile on her face.

"Well, yeah.  Don't you want me to?"

Jenny laughed and nuzzled her face into my armpit.  "Of course, I do.  I
miss your smell in my bed, baby boy," she replied.

"That's all you miss?" I asked, sliding my hand under her shirt and
squeezing her erect nipple.

"Oh, there're a few other things, too."

We got up and turned all the lights off before heading to our bedroom.
Once we were inside and closed the door, I tore my sweat-shorts off and
stood there proud and naked, letting Jenny get a good look at my hard,
dripping prick.  The sight of it obviously thrilled her, because she
immediately dropped to her knees in front of me and sniffed my nuts before
taking my cock in her sweet mouth.

Looking down at her, I couldn't help but compare how Jenny sucked my cock
with how Sam did it.  Jenny was good, really good, but Sam seemed to
instinctively know how to tease my dick for maximum spurting pleasure.

As she slobbered over my junk, I said, "Take those clothes off, mama."
Jenny stood quickly and peeled her clothes off, then dropped to her knees
again for more cocksucking.  She looked so sexy and voluptuous, naked and
subservient at my feet.

I was ready to cum in her face, but I knew I couldn't, not without having
Sam there to see it.  I used my foot to play with her pussy, stroking and
prodding it with my toes.  She put her hand over my foot and pressed it
against her cunt, murmuring and sighing while she sucked me off.

Before things got too steamy to stop, I raised her up to face me and kissed
her hard and deep.  When we broke the kiss, I told her, "Go get ready for
bed.  I'll be waiting right here."

"OK," she whispered, grabbing my hard dick and giving it a few slow strokes
before going into our bathroom and closing the door.  Then I sprang into
action.

Silently opening our bedroom door, I sprinted down the hall to Sam's room
and quickly got him to follow me back to Jenny's room.  Like we'd rehearsed
it, Sam went directly into the closet, we adjusted the louvers so he could
see out, and I shut the closet door on him.

I crossed the room to the bed and placed myself spread-eagled on it, then
reached for a joint and lit it.  I mouthed filthy words to Sam, knowing he
was naked, hard, and jerking off while he watched me.

The toilet flushed, and moments later Jenny came out of the bathroom.  She
giggled when she saw me sprawled out on full display on our bed.  I flexed
my hard cock and made it jerk around, inviting Jenny to use it however she
wanted.

"You bad boy," she purred.  "My baby needs to fuck so bad, doesn't he?"

"Hell yeah," I muttered.  "I've been thinking about this for a week," I
lied.  "I wanna fuck you hard and dirty, Mom," I added, knowing that my
calling her `Mom' turned her on.

Jenny sinuously slid onto the bed, much like a cat, then got on her knees
and straddled my chest, scooting herself forward so I could lick her pussy.

The scent of her cunt made me moan loud, and I could feel my balls churn
with a huge load of cum.  It would be a short show for Sam tonight, but
only the first of many.  I even announced it to him.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum fast and hard, Mom," I said, my voice
slightly muffled by her twat.

Jenny laughed softy and pressed her pussy harder into my face.  I was
lapping and nipping at her labia, then shoving my tongue inside her as deep
as I could get it.  The wet warmth of her cunt was exquisite.

After a couple of minutes of this, Jenny got off me and I changed position
on the bed, this time getting up on all fours with my ass aimed at her
face.

"Rim my ass, Mom," I said, pushing it towards her as I reached behind
myself with one hand to spread my hairy butt cheek open.

A bit reluctantly, Jenny crouched down and ran her wet tongue over my
asshole.  It tickled and made me squirm my ass deeper into her face.

"Stick your tongue in," I whispered.

With a pleasant shock, her tongue wiggled into my hole, in and out, over
and over.  Jenny wouldn't go as deep as Sam would, so her ass-eating wasn't
nearly as enjoyable as when he did it.  But any tongue feels good, and so I
dissembled.

"Oh, hell yeah, eat my ass, Mom," I hissed at her.  "Stick your finger up
me, baby," I added.

Jenny slid one skinny finger inside my ass and worked it in and out.  It
felt like nothing, not after having Sam's stiff cock thundering in and out
of my tormented hole the past few days.

Groaning, I said, "I wanna fuck your ass so bad, can I, Mom?  Please?"  I
knew the little-boy pleading tone in my voice was irresistible to her.

She gave a short laugh, but I knew what she was going to say.

"Oh, J.J., no, I don't want to, baby.  Not tonight, anyway.  Maybe I'll let
you do it some other time after I've had more to drink.  It's gonna hurt,"
she said.

I didn't push it.  But her saying `maybe some other time' was as far as I'd
ever gotten her to saying `yes' to anal.  I'd try again in a day or so.

"Aw, darn it.  OK, some other time, but I really, really wanna do it," I
conceded, again using the little-boy tone of voice I knew she loved.

I got myself flat on the bed again and pulled Jenny down beside me.  We
made out like horny teenagers for a while, and then I started slapping and
kneading her tits, finally sliding my stiff cock between them and fucking
her chest.

When I could feel my balls tighten with their load, I stopped fucking her
tits and moved down to her wet pussy.  Teasing it with my cock, I thumped
my dick against her stomach and cunt before plunging in and fucking her
like a demon.

Jenny was nearly screaming from how hard I was bucking into her,
relentlessly pounding against her until the bed was banging hard against
the wall.

All I could think about was Sam watching us from inside the closet.  Every
gasp, every moan, every move we made was observed by him, and it made me
fuck Jenny like a brutal, unrelenting machine.

When I was close to shooting my load, I pulled out and spun myself around,
straddled her chest so that my ass was shoved in her face, and then slid my
cock between her tits again, squeezing them together as I fucked into the
home stretch.  With my asshole pressed tight against her face, I barked
out, "Shove your tongue up my ass, bitch!" Within seconds of her tongue
touching my shithole, I unleashed jets of cum that coated her belly and
breasts like icing on a cake.  When I was through pumping out all the
precious semen I had in my balls, I rolled off her and fondled my slimy
dick, imagining Sam's cum splattering against the closet door.

"Jesus, that was awesome, Mom!" I said.  "You really needed to get fucked,
didn't you?"

"Yeah, baby boy, I needed it bad," she replied, giggling into my shoulder.

"Why don't you go get cleaned up.  I'm beat," I said.

"OK, big boy," she replied, then got up and went into the bathroom, again
closing the door behind her.

The second the door clicked shut, I scrambled off the bed and opened the
closet door.  Sam was smiling like an imp, and he pointed to where his cum
was dripping down the closet door as he came into the room.  I smiled and
raised my eyebrows, impressed with the size of his load.  Then we hurried
down the hall to his room.

Once we were inside, I pulled him to me and we rubbed our bloated, slimy
cocks against each other.

"Wanna smell my dick, bro?" I asked, and he dropped to his knees and
inhaled the smell of his mother's cunt on my shaft.  Then he sucked it for
a few seconds.

"Mom's pussy smells good," he purred lasciviously.  "Tastes good, too.  Did
she eat your ass good?"

"Nah, not anything like you do it, dude," I replied.  "I gotta get back.
See you in the morning, bro."

And with that, I hurried back down the hall to Jenny's room.

When Jenny came out of our bathroom and climbed into bed, I turned off the
bedside lamp and we were plunged into darkness.  She cuddled into my side
and I put an arm around her.

"Sam sure is a good-looking boy, isn't he?" she said softly.

"Huh?  Yeah, I guess so.  Whatever," I said, playing dumb.

"He looks so much like you did at his age, baby," she continued.

I just gave a grunted laugh and waited to hear what else she'd say.

When nothing else was said, I whispered, "He's growing up fast and his face
is changing.  More adult looking."

"Nah, he looks like a little boy still.  I bet he's got lots of
girlfriends," Jenny said.

"Wouldn't be surprised," I replied.

"Doesn't he tell you?"

"Yeah, sometimes.  I mean, some stuff he tells me.  But I don't press him
for info."

"No, of course not," Jenny said.  "I wonder if he's a virgin?" she added,
after a moment.

"Nah, he lost it earlier this year," I lied.  "At least that's what he told
me.  And I believe him."

There was another pause.

"Lucky girl, huh?  His friends are good-looking kids, too," she said.

Now I had an idea of where this was heading.  Jenny has always had an eye
for younger guys, especially teenage boys.  She had commented a few times
on how handsome and sexy some of Sam's skate buddies were.

"Huh, yeah?  I haven't really noticed," I said.

Jenny murmured and cuddled closer.  "Very sexy boys," she said.

"Leda's growing up fast, too," I said, changing the subject.  "She's gonna
have guys sniffing around her in no time."

"I hope she doesn't get pregnant young like I did," Jenny said.

"Hmm.  Hopefully that won't happen for a few years," I said.

And then I started thinking about how Jenny and I kind of treated each
other like brother and sister, maybe even mother and son, rather than
husband and wife.  Jenny was three years older than me and was about to
turn 30.  I was still only 27.  I had always thought of her as `old', or at
least older.

We'd known each other since we'd been little kids growig up together as
next-door neighbors.  Jenny had always been sexually bold and curious, more
so than I had been when we first started fucking around.  She had taught me
most of the basics before I was 11, and that kicked my curiosity and
appetite into high gear for experimenting with various perversions.

Out parents had forced us to get married when we were still basically kids.
Jenny had been 19, and I had just turned 16.  We had now been married for
more than a decade.

Who could expect two kids to remain sexually faithful to each other for so
many years?  We had both had sex freely with other people since we'd moved
out, though for Jenny that had decreased in recent years.  For all I knew,
Jenny was sexual only with me, currently.  She had never expected me to be
monogamous, and I never wanted her to be, either.

Yet we still projected the image of a happy, committed, young couple with
three great kids, trying our best to bring them up to be good people.
Which was all true, for the most part.