Part 2.
M m m m m mum. What are you doing here? He stuttered as he tried to cover his erection from me. A flush of red embarrassment transforming his face. He obviously hadn't put two and two together that he had been sharing his fantasies with his mother and not some random hookup.
I said its a bit late to be trying to cover yourself up you dirty boy and I'll be asking the questions not you. Get your clothes off and kneel here on the floor in front of me. Auntie Meg, you help him get naked.....fast.
The element of surprise combined with his youthful arousal worked exactly as I had hoped and he was soon naked and kneeling in front of me without argument. I ordered his hands behind his head so I could have a proper look at him, well the parts I hadn't been allowed to see for a couple of years being his cock and his cute butt. I stood up from the couch and walked around him checking him out in minute detail.
I dragged my fingernails across his butt and saw the goosebumps form immediately on his skin as he inhaled sharply. I reached around his body and took his full ball sack in my hand and gently squeezed. He stopped breathing. I put my lips up to his ear and breathed into his ear, so you little pervert you want mummy to sit on your face and cum all over it? He didn't answer me straight away and I growled, Answer Me. He whimpered a feeble, yes.
I ordered him to lay on his back and Megan to help take my clothes off. I watched Bens eyes grow to the size of dinner plates when he realised his fantasies were well on the way to reality. I'm sure he could not blink for fear of missing even a millisecond.
Megan and I stood facing each other naked with our feet either side of his head giving him an unimpeded view of our smooth and moist pussys. I reached forward and Sid my finger along the crease of Auntie Meg's pussy and found it dripping with her slippery secretions, evidence of her arousal. I took that finger and put it in her mouth and she hungrily licked it free of her juices.
Am I wet enough do you think, I asked her and she repeated what I did to her, sliding her finger into the crease between my pussy lips and finding abundant moisture. She removed her finger and then put it in her own mouth and sucked my juices off. Mmmmmmm you taste delicious Mistress. I liked that she called me Mistress.