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Gil settled into the back seat, glancing from side to side to catch a final view of the campus he wouldn't be seeing again until September. He hadn't seen Craig since early morning when he headed off to class. They'd said their serious farewell the night before, sharing his narrow bed and hours of passion. He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the seat. Gil came in after dinner fully expecting that Craig would have returned from the fraternity and his final meeting. He wasn't disappointed. Craig was lying on his bed wearing nothing but shorts. The prominent bulge could hardly be missed, the skimpy cotton stretched to reveal details of his genitals. Gil tossed his books on the desk before turning to lock the door. His organ stirred in his jeans, aware that his final dance with his sexy roommate was about to begin. He sauntered toward where Craig lay, eyes taking in his lover's well muscled torso, his fingers just touching the bulge. When Gil reached the edge of the bed Craig lifted his hand from the mattress, fingers extending until the tips grazed Gil's manhood outlined clearly in the faded denim. He could feel himself getting hard as he recalled those intense moments, opening his eyes to ground himself in the present moment. His mother was seated facing his father as he drove, her eyes glancing into the back seat to meet his gaze as his eyes opened. She smiled, grateful to be bringing her son home again, even if for only three months. He returned her smile, wondering what she'd think if she'd seen her only son standing naked in his dorm room with his glistening cock sliding in and out of his handsome roommate's mouth. Craig gave great head! Certainly his skills exceeded Gil's mother's efforts. Of course, since she'd been the first person to kiss his penis, there was something special about their connection that didn't lend itself to comparisons with Gil's other lovers. He saw her tongue quickly moisten her lips and knew beyond doubt that she was longing for his male organ. Her eyes lowered, widening when they saw the condition of his loins. Her smile broadened, certain his excitement stemmed from her presence. Gil slid his fingers over the bulge, brazenly highlighting his arousal. No doubt his mother would have her way with him and he had no intention of objecting. He closed his eyes again, letting her have her fantasy while he returned to the dimly lit room he shared with Craig. Gil's first orgasm happened with Craig kneeling in front of him. Through practice they'd found a rhythm, Gil's cock sliding between pursed lips, along cupped tongue and into the tight opening of Craig's throat. The strokes were slow and deep, often pausing to allow throat or tongue or lips to play delicious games with his rigid member. When at last he came, his cock was buried in his lover's throat, balls resting on jutting chin, pubic hair tickling Craig's prominent nose, eyes locked together as throat muscles milked his erupting organ. If it weren't for the fingers cupped over his round bottom he surely would have collapsed as his body released every place of holding. Cum surged from the tip of his cock in waves as Craig's head tilted back and his tongue swirled around the sensitive rim. Gil's groans filled the room, thankfully lost in the music strategically playing from his stereo. Anyone walking past their door would think he was hearing a very poor rendition of a once popular song. It was three hours before their family sedan pulled into the driveway of the house he'd called home most of his life. He'd dropped off to sleep, his mind eventually giving up its memories of lust and debauchery. His mother was peering out the windshield, inspecting the environs to make certain their refuge from the world was secure. "Looks great mom. It's nice to be home." His mother had obviously given some thought to her attire, Gil mused as he lifted the suitcases out of the trunk. She was somewhere around forty years old but still had a figure that turned men's eyes, especially when she dressed in formfitting slacks and sweater, as she was that day. His father had already excused himself to make some business calls, so, as happened so many times in his life, Gil was left alone with his mother. That was how the trouble began in the first place. He'd always been close with his mother, but things changed dramatically between them when he'd just turned eighteen years old and his father was promoted to vice president of his company. With the promotion came the necessity to travel about once each month for meetings in other parts of the country. His mother had reluctantly given him her blessing when he'd received the offer, knowing it would keep them apart for most of one week every month. His father had with great seriousness told Gil he'd be the man of the house during those times, completely oblivious to how completely his son would ultimately take on that role. Of course, it wasn't his efforts that led to the change with his mother, it was hers. For the first few months things went along quite well, but soon he noticed strain in his parent's relationship. His mother was less and less excited by her husband's return at the end of the week. At the same time she was giving more and more attention to Gil, fussing over his clothes, his school work, his diet. And she began inviting him to drive for her when she went shopping with her and asked his opinion about clothes. He was certainly old enough that he appreciated his mother's outrageous body. He simply couldn't resist admiring her figure as much as the clothes she tried on. Things came to a head one day when she insisted on modeling for him some undergarments she'd bought while he was swimming with his friends in their backyard pool. He was wearing swimtrunks so it made no sense to object when she pulled open her robe and offered him a peak at the tantalizingly brief brassiere and matching bikini panties. When his penis instantly got hard, there was no hiding it in the front of his nylon trunks. She smiled broadly as she shrugged the robe off her shoulders to give him an unhindered view of her luscious body, breasts literally overflowing the abbreviated brassiere cups. When after a few tormenting moments she turned to offer him a view of her naked bottom he was almost gasping for air. Then she leaned over to pick up her robe and things got even worse as her breasts threatened to tumble free. When she stood up again her eyes lowered to the front of his trunks and casually stared at his erection. "I can tell you like this outfit Gilly." His face flushed with embarassment but he was unable to withdraw. It was as though he were rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed to his mother's almost naked body, his penis throbbing in the abbreviated pouch holding his genitals. But his mother was not frozen in place. She walked toward him, her hips swinging seductively from side to side, her breasts shifting within the brassiere cups. And then she was reaching toward him, her long, slender fingers quickly spreading over his cock before grasping the throbbing shaft. "My little boy's growing up." The fingers stroked him through the nylon in a caress he'd long ago discovered for himself. He could smell the familiar perfume she wore, could feel the heat of her body which was only inches from his. He gazed down at those sumptuous breasts, noting for the first time the stiff nipples poking through the translucent nylon cups. His breathing was becoming ragged. He was certainly shocked by this provocative intimacy but nothing in him made him object, move away from the tantalizing fingers holding his rigid member. He groaned, the deep sound rising from his throat, completely unbidden. The fingers stopped their caress, slowly lifting from the prominent bulge filling the front of his trunks. He felt a wave of disappointment rise within him, though he would never have been able to express those feelings. He was in an altered state, completely given over to his mother's wishes. He gazed down at the red tipped fingers poised less than an inch from his throbbing organ, waiting to see what would happen next. Then her other hand was lifting from her slender thigh, reaching toward him. Fingers moved, both hands extending until the tips slid beneath the elastic of his trunks. With a measured movement they slid down his bare hips, dragging the nylon lower until his cock sprang free, rising from the lush hair where his thighs came together. Fingers quickly found his organ once again, now dancing down, then up the naked flesh, creating the most delicious sensations he'd ever experienced! He locked his hips and knees against the onslaught of pumping fingers. His heart pounded powerfully in his chest. He'd had plenty of orgasms before and knew instinctively that if she continued this merciless caress he'd cum on the spot. But then the fingers slowed. He watched wide-eyed as the fingers lifted from his cock and began maneuvering the clasp between his mother's sumptuous breasts. Suddenly the diminutive cups slid off the thrusting mounds, offering him an unhindered view of those beautiful breasts that had so fascinated him in his budding adolescence. Without pausing she reached down and stripped those skimpy panties from her loins, exposing the lush curls he'd expected to find nestled there. Before he could make sense of this intimate encounter she stepped closer, drawing his naked body against her ripe curves. Gil groaned as his cock slid between silken thighs and heavy breasts pressed against his chest. His hips began moving of their own accord, driving forward before pulling back. His mother responded in counterpoint, a rhythm as old as time about which he knew little. Her fingers were now caressing his bottom, pulling their loins more tightly together. He had little idea what they were doing, but the sensations were incredible! Once again he thought he'd come. But once more his mother anticipated his dilemma and withdrew, her body easing away from his. This time she was dropping to her knees and he instantly knew what was about to happen since her mouth was already leaning toward the tip of his rigid member. He stared in disbelief as lush lips spread across the purple crown and began an inexorable journey down the shaft. Gil could feel the tension building in his loins. His eyes gazed at his mother's pursed lips marveling at the tongue swirling around his cock. Then he was ejaculating into his mother's sucking mouth, cum exploding as she swallowed. Nothing more happened that day, but the door had been opened and it was only a matter of time before they walked through it completely. What a hedonist he was! He'd fuck and suck his handsome roommate one day, then fuck his mother the next. He doubted his mother would be proud of his excursion into same sex passion, but she'd been the one who introduced him to the world of taboo sexuality. She certainly would be surprised if he told her the truth, but for the moment, nothing mattered except the mouth now fixed to his saliva smeared cock. He stared down at her beautiful face, her lips spread to accommodate his thick organ, tongue slithering along the underside of the shaft. Her eyes were heavy with excitement as they gazed up at him. He knew his father had long ago given up interest in his sexy wife. Gil wondered whether he might be sampling other men as well, unable to tolerate his wife's passion. So she was left with her only son to love, unless she too had found other lovers. He locked his knees, bracing himself against the onslaught of her devouring mouth. He was close to cumming. He gave himself to the delicious sensations, knowing that this brief encounter would be but an appetizer for the many wonderful meals he'd share during his months at home with this tempting woman who happened to be his mother. Gil heard the lawnmower roar into life and turned beneath the covers to glance at the clock on the table next to his bed. It took a moment for his eyes to focus. He groaned as he realized how long he'd slept. It was nine thirty and he'd finally gotten a good night sleep. His mother had been so hungry for his body that for the first couple of nights she'd wakened him after his father had fallen asleep to play. The noise got louder and he realized someone was mowing his parent's backyard. Gil slid from beneath the covers, casually caressing his tender genitals as he stepped to the curtained window. His eyes widened when he saw the handsome youth stalking behind the mower, his bare chest glistening with perspiration, his tight round bottom highlighted by the tight cutoffs. As he turned Gil was treated with a view of the boy's genitals cradled in faded denim. To his shock Gil felt his organ gain heft, lifting a bit from his loins. He chuckled to himself, almost certain this teenager had been hired by his mother with the intention of seducing him. He wondered what she'd think if she realized her son might get there first He walked out the back door dressed only in skimpy nylon swim trunks, a large terrycloth towel in his hand. The boy was brushing the lawnmower to remove loose grass, clearly oblivious to Gil's presence. When he rose from his knees and turned his eyes widened but his lips quickly lifted in a smile. "Thought you might like a towel." Gil extended his hand, allowing his eyes to quickly survey the length of the boy's gorgeous body now glistening with sweat. "Thanks." The boy accepted the towel and lifted it to his forehead. "My name's Gil." He paused, shifting his weight before continuing. "I've been away at school." "Hi. I'm Rob. I didn't know Mrs. Christianson had a son." The youth's face was open as well as handsome. Nothing suggested he was waiting to play some little game with the young man standing in front of him. "She hardly looks like a mom, right?" Gil smiled knowingly. "I guess not." The sound of the back door closing caused both young men to glance in the direction of the house. His mother's arrival confirmed her son's comment, since she was wearing her sexiest summer gear. While her attention was on the two glasses filled to the rim with lemonade, the Gil's eyes took in the wonder of her body beneath the skimpy halter top and short shorts. The combination of this delicious youth and his luscious mother suggested possibilities he'd never before considered. In fact, his highly charged mother might be the lure that would get this young man into bed. He felt his manhood beginning to swell in his cutoffs. "I thought you boys might like something to cool you off." Gil gazed down into the top of the halter to the bulging top of the breasts he'd enjoyed so recently as he accepted the glass. Glancing over at Rob he saw the boy's face was flushed, his eyes also surveying his mother's charms. "Thank you Mrs. Christianson." His mother stepped close to Gil's side and slid her arm around his bare waist, drawing her body against his. "You don't need to be so formal Rob, we're all friends here." Gil was aware of the firm breast resting against his torso and the warm thigh leaning tight on his own bare leg. He could feel his loins tingling with growing excitement. Glancing down he noticed that the younger boy was responding to his mother as well, the bulge in the front of his shorts noticeably larger now that she'd joined them. "You can call me Beth." "Okay, thank you Beth." Rob lifted the glass to his full lips and took a deep sip. "I was going to take a dip if either of you would care to join me." "Great idea!" Gil pulled his mother closer. "What do you think Rob?" "I don't have a suit." "No problem, I've got one you can use." "You're more than welcome Rob." His mother's voice was at its most seductive and Gil knew he'd been correct in assuming she was baiting a trap for the boy. Suddenly it seemed she was intent of having both of them. He wasn't complaining at the idea. "Okay, lead the way." Gil smiled, definitely interested in leading this teen along a way he probably didn't even know existed. "Here you go." Gil tossed the diminutive bikini swim trunks toward Rob, then without comment stripped his shorts and underwear off. He could see the shock in Rob's eyes as the older boy stood before him completely naked, his prominent manhood already heavy with excitement. Gil stepped into his trunks then reached into the front to adjust his genitals, laying the shaft of his cock to one side before centering his well filled scrotum. Then he waited, making no move to give the boy privacy. Rob hesitated for a moment but then Gil's mother's voice called to them from the backyard and he began moving, fingers finding the zipper of his shorts before releasing the brass button. He pushed the shorts down, dragging his underwear with it until the garments fell to his ankles. Gil indulged himself, eyes searching out the youth's genitals. While not as well endowed as Gil, Rob's cock was definitely going to be more than a mouthful, he mused, chuckling to himself at the thought. He openly appreciated the partially aroused organ falling in a lovely curve over the prominent scrotum as the boy pulled the tight nylon up his legs, then over his hips, fingers carefully tucking his genitals into the well designed pocket at the front of the trunks. "Let's do it." Their eyes met for a moment before Gil turned to lead the way. He wondered whether Rob understood the significance of what just happened. No matter, he'd learn soon enough. His mother was already in the pool. He could see through the shimmering water that she was wearing her most daring bikini, one guaranteed to drive this boy wild. They stood together at the edge of the pool as his mother slowly ascended the ladder in front of them. Water cascaded off her incredible body. Her bikini top did little but cover the aroused nipples at the tip of her heavy breasts, which poured out of every side of the tiny nylon triangles. The triangle between her long, slender thighs was equally abreviated and as Gil already knew from past experience, there was no back to her bikini bottom, only a slender cord lying between the tight, round cheeks of her perfect ass. She paused at the top step, her eyes meeting Rob's gaze, a smile slowly crossing her full lips. Then she was moving again, stepping onto the concrete apron before easing between the two boys and sliding an arm around each slender waist. "How lucky to have such good looking young men to play with." She squeezed the boy's against her wet body and then began moving toward the edge of the pool. Quickly catching the spirit of the moment the boys joined her as three bodies went hurdling into the water. They swam and dove, splashed water at each other, took turns hurling Gil's mother into the air to splash water on all of them. She would dive beneath the surface and come upon one or the other of them in mock surprise, fingers clutching ankles or grasping waists, or slithering between thighs, all the while brushing her body seductively against their almost naked forms. More than once her fingers found Gil's manhood, which more often than not was in a state of complete arousal, offering him a fleeting caress as her sumptuous body slid by. Gil made no effort to hide his arousal as he stood on the diving board, surveying the playing swimmers. Rob glanced in his direction for a moment, eyes appearing to find Gil's excitement before returning to the explosion of water in front of his face as Beth surfaced only inches from him. Gil was almost certain his mother was touching the boy in the same way she'd teased him. He dove into the water, swimming beneath the surface toward his two companions. As he came closer he saw his mother's fingers grasping the well defined bulge in the front of Rob's bikini and knew things were about to get hotter. He surfaced directly behind his mother and stepped closer until her round bottom nestled against his aroused organ. She gasped, sandwiched between the two boys. Gil slid his hands around her arms, fingers spreading over her breasts as Rob stared wide-eyed. Between the fingers stroking his cock and the fingers exploring this gorgeous woman's breasts he was getting more than he bargained for when he came to mow the lawn. |
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