Home is where your naked

The afternoon died and evening awoke as mothers plans blossomed and played out almost as if she foretold the future. Her son was new to his High school with great grades, no friends and a mind more mature than his age. His freshman year was a pain for him and her. Summer he chose to stay home and secluded per the norm. Sophomore year started on shaky grounds. His hormones exploding with an attitude just like hers. She waited for his first Report card to decide what she wanted to do for him. As always his grades were better than average.

Friday came, he got home from school, got in comfy clothes and started up his gaming console. On her way home she picked up some alcohol and party favors along with Sandra and Stacey from down the street. Sandra has been crushing on her son since (7) and has been well equipped by puberty. They all walked in after mother mentioned her son not knowing about their guests.

Mother poured shots for them all, including her son. And just as they downed the first and second rounds and the third was being poured when her son enters the kitchen, unprepared to see all of them in his kitchen, including Sandra who he was crushing on. He immediately froze when he focused on the curves, lips, thighs, cleavage avoiding staring at any of their bodies at all costs. Her mother was his babysitter until he turned 11. Him and Sandra played together after school every day until his mother agreed to give him a chance to be alone and test his solo responsibility. The two remained close until Sandras mother pulled her out of public schools for HS.

Seeing Sandra made him more excited than he cared to admit but still pulled her close and hugged her. She giggled in his arms and kissed his cheek. He scanned the three of them, mother explained before he managed to question. He glared at her, knowing how her mind worked and knowing that the night was a polite way of telling him that he needs to get laid, let out his tension without using her expensive lotion(lol)

He caught up with his two shots back to back. The silly women were clearly loosening up and falling right into mothers pit of undeniable fun. Mom only had guests over when her hermit lifestyle simply called for a night of fun with friends. She only kept Sandra and her mother around with the fun and equality in the friendship, not to mention the secrets that they hide together, same kinks, same fantasies, different tastes and different goals. His third shot was nudged closer to him by his mother, jokingly calling him a pussy. He put the shot glass on the table. Sandra was standing near his mother all the while they spewed buzz talking shit to one another, making their guests laugh and rightfully mother was getting cockier as the fun continued. They drank moderately but reaching tipsy. He headed to his bathroom, that connected his and his mothers room.

Sandra went to the bathroom next, making sure Robert was distracted long enough to get herself presentable. She cleaned up a little, fixed her hair and shed her clothes. She layed on his sheets, her body smothered in his faint manly scents. She groped herself and sent his mother the text to proceed with the plan.

Shortly after reciving the green light from Sandra, mother and stacey looked around, noticing Sandras absence. He assumed she was stuck in the bathroom. His mother suggested him go check on her, telling her to check in her bed room first. He opened her room door and scanned for Sandra, moving to the bathroom. He saw a lump of her clothes on the bathroom floor, his body reaction tense with a nervousness he has only before during moments that involved his mother and her provocative outfits or dresses that were far too short and tight to be considered appropriate.

He hesitated as he turned the bathroom door that lead to his room, opening it all the way, shedding the light into the darkness. He saw her in his bed, her hands were grazing up and down, stopping on her thighs and hips. She sat up and continued rubbing all over herself, smiling up at him with lips he was dying to taste and a glimmer in her eye of a predator. He stood there, mindlessly watching her hands as they rested on her tits, playing with her nipples at him. He was freaking. Literally. she was looking at him like she was more experienced than she was in reality. His mouth watered, pooling until he swallowed hard and finally spoke up asking her if she was feeling okay. She sat up on her knees, trying to remember all the notes she took from his mother and hers both talking to her about seduction. She swayed her hips while looking him up and down and motioned him next to her. He froze with hesitation but was not going to let this opportunity slip away. They were equally intoxicated to allow it. Mother instilled that point in his mind before he even thought of drinking.

He was on his bed before he could think clearly, she was leaned back against his pillows, teasing his sight with her fingertips that ran over her bellybutton, down to her smooth, bare mound. His eyes followed and his dick throbbed eagerly, growing and definitely showing her his reaction. She never practiced talking dirty but did gain a habit of writing out her cravings in very descriptive and vulgar ways that her mother advised her to do when the sex talk came about.

She started hesitating when his hand landed on her thigh, gripping lightly and smiling a wicked smile she never saw before. He turned and faced her, loosening up closet to her level and started telling her about her thighs being the embrace he imagines himself, deliciously speaking to her with a voice of sex. He let out a few lines to best describe his lust. She moved his hand to her pussy, guiding him to slip between her lips and his fingers resting on her clit and at the scorching entrance of her. His dirty talk was much better than she expected, actually he gave the impression of a man whore dirt bag who bones anything that showed interest only he was a virgin just like her but with a little more porn watching and dirty talk lessons from his mother. She sat up and knelt in front of him, tugging at his waistband, thankful that there was no zipper to fumble with. He stood up and she slid his bottoms off, eye level with a thick, bouncing cock that was more shocking than the dirty confessions. He looked down at her and stroked her cheek, grabbing his dick with his free hand, her tongue wet her lips and she slowly wrapped her lips around the head of him, taking as much as she could in her mouth. She moved his hand from his shaft and wrapped hers around, the thickness in her grip keeping the shock of his skillfull reactions. She stroked him with her hand with her lips keeping up in rhythm until he stopped her with a fistful of her hair holding her back. She stood up, knowing he got close, taunting him with her first dirty lines, attempting to tease him with her amateur and inexperienced talk. She never gave a blowjob before but he couldnt even tell, she sucked him like she had practice. She crawls over his sheets for him to explore once he got finished staring in disbelief. Her body was matured more than teens their age, her tits bigger than average, with tight little nipples than tightened as she lay exposed and wanting. He went to the foot of his bed, making sure his eyes didnt miss one inch of her while he slowly stroked himself. He took his time to spread her legs farther apart for him to fit, kneeling between her legs, his cock inches away from her lips, the buzz was lingering, giving the moment the right amount of comfort for them both. She teased herself by rubbing her sensitive clit and lips as he watched with hunger for her intensifying. He moved and placed himself between her thighs, taking one in his arm and using his other hand to feel her, focusing on her clit with his thumb and then tasting her from top to bottom, lapping her lips sensually. He licked her like he always wanted to.

(Years before, before reaching adolescence when they would surf the internet together on her moms laptop. They got into a habit of watching porn side by side, unsure of the reactions and the world of desires they would get sucked into) Her mother eventually found out and took away tech privileges. Another reason their friendship was so sturdy.

She muffled her moan, her body trembling as he brought her to the edge, an edge very different from a solo play session. Her thighs tightened until she pushed him from her, she shook all over from the pleasure he provided, that he put all his soul in giving, that she wanted for all these years. He threw her a few more dirty lines, his lips curling around his words that made her tighten and leak juices. He leaned back, returning to her opening, only her hand stroked him this time, he closed all space between them, her strokes were slow, milking the precum onto her stomach. He let his fingers sink between her juice slathered lips, his one finger clenched with her heated virgin walls. He took his time finding her G spot. Her clit was slightly swollen with need as his tongue flicked and his finger worked. She stopped him again from making her cum, the two giggled but his amusement was merely from her believing she could stop him from making her cum, she let him know she was close and that was a mistake he will deal with after tonight. They exchanged ideas for their first position, his cock slowly engorging to the thought, jumping for her when she teased the little spot in between the tip and the shaft. His sensitivity reaching maximum level was used to her advantage. She played with his balls, feeling the tightness in them, her hands did what they wanted, what she wanted them to do and what he craved in a perfect first time way. He put himself on her tummy, in between her legs, slowly moving his shaft down, sliding over her clit, lathering his precum on her little pleasure nub until she asked for him to keep going. Did she just ask to be fucked? In the most innocent of tones, she struggled to give the pleasure the lead, nervous for the real penetration. He stared down at her, continuing to tease her relentlessly until she burst out with a plead to be fucked topped with her add ons of dirty talk.

(OMG please put your dick in me, i need to feel you inside me)

He pushed himself in her slit, tight pussy, soaking wet, with her sexy words he wont forget, he stopped to take in the moment and then shoved himself inside her, stretching her around him until he was buried balls deep. He stayed in her, still while the pain of him burned, his throbbing was uncontrollable. He began pulling out, watching her pussy cling to him, and as he slid back in to create a rythym, her moans got louder, sexier, her gasps increasing as he fucked her steadily, not too slow, not rough like he wanted. He wanted the moment to be a pleasurable memory.  How fucking thoughtful. His hips worked at a pace that already had him close. He then took a moment to determine where he would cum, obviously not inside her, BUMMER.

Back when they were 13, both just welcomed by pubertys heart warming embrace, her period was concerning and after her first OBGYN visit and a few more appts the news was not 100% but the inability to conceive had caused an inner conflict with her, leaving her with spotty periods and children out of the question.

The moment continued, the pleasure was claiming both of them. He had a good pace going while he circled her clit and gave her a sensation that only she was responsible for. She did give him the option to fill her up or splatter her with his cum, creating a battle in his head for the best option. Together they were waltzing on the edge with a passion and intimacy of an established couple. Her hips moved into his oncoming thrust, the rough thrusts that he slowly appraoched and with her clit being stimulated and her legs positioned on his chest and the other draped over his thigh, he was hitting her spot perfectly, bringing her to a climax she was unprepared for.

Her walls tightened, strangling his dick while his balls slapped against her taint, she gasped and suddenly her body was convulsing, her moans grew as her orgasm flooded his dick, bringing him to his release and pulling out of her just before he shot his loads on her, streams of his cum coating her tits, her orgasm still mild. He regained a sense of reality after they both finished their orgasm. Holding eye contact with flushed cheeks and lips curled into grins that are worn of pure sin.

Cleaned up and re dressed, they sat together in a state of awe, talking about all the ways the night probably went for their moms, joking about different scenarios but settling on the obvious. Their moms were and have been fucking, using them as excuses to see one another. They laughed about the hypothetical s, the reactions of their mothers when they find out about their night. She grabs her phone and the few messages are from her mother, a couple pictures of their mothers, one of her clothes on the bathroom floor and the other one of them outside his room door, giving the thumbs up. The messages calling them out, without objections, and even cheering them on, wishing them a good and enjoyable time. And one last picture of them under the silk covers in his mothers bed, the covers plastered to them in a borderline inappropriate way. The picture was of absolute satisfaction, unfiltered contentment. So both parent and child had an amazing night, celebrating a proud mother to her handsome boy and appreciating the company of true companion with a daughter and a mother who are closer than anyone would ever expect (wink wink)

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