"Mother," yelled Chris,
"Oh Mum," sighed Julie.
"Ange!" said Jack.
They all started to giggle and held onto each other as they cackled back and forth.
"Oh my," said Angela, "I think I've embarrassed myself now, so sorry everyone, shall I pour the tea?"
They roared again and slipped apart giggling and smiling at each other. Angela grabbed Chris and hugged him tight.
"Sorry to embarrass you but it's come as quite a surprise to see my son so grown up. You are truly beautiful, I mean that, I am a very proud mother."
"Thanks Mum, guess you've seen a lot more of Julie than me so you'd have noticed the changes more."
"Yes a little, but for me and Dad your formative years from puberty onwards have been a closed door. Dad had no idea how gorgeous your sister was until the bathroom incident, he's terribly proud of how Julies turned out, and obviously I will be telling him all about this, he'll be tickled pink and enormously proud of you too,"
"Wow that's a bit of a heavy conversation for a Sunday morning Mum, but thanks, I'm sort of sorry you got to see me but kinda happy that you think I look okay, sort of sexually if you get me."
"You'll do, and anyway it's between you and Julie, if you're happy with your bodies then it's no one else's business, not even you old aged P's."
"Your not old and you still a looker mother dear."
"Thanks Chris, now Dad and I will take our tea upstairs and leave you in peace for your breakfast."
Upstairs Jack Chambers walked into the on-suite bathroom and pulled out his prick for his first pee of the morning. He didn't close the door, after so many years of marriage it didn't seem necessary for either of them to bother for just a pee. He heard Angela come into the bedroom and shut the door. She poked her head round the door and watched his stream lazily arc down into the toilet bowl.
"wow, that's a long slow pee hun," she said, suddenly intrigued by the sight of her husbands dick emptying his bladder.
Jack sniggered and slowly waggled his hips making the stream roll in lazy arcs into the bowl. It began to falter and slow, eventually reducing to a trickle and then a few drops. he gently shook it and started to put it back into his sleep shorts.
"Oh God Jack don't put it away, come in here quickly," Angela rasped, her mind spinning with the remembrance of Chris's slender uncut cock staring out of his pajama opening and her husbands circumcised dick swaying slightly as he waggled his hips, the arc of pee shining in the bathroom light.
Jack wandered into the bedroom, his prick almost hidden in his pubic hair. Now the bladder pressure was off it had shrunk back to its natural two inch size.
"Take you bottoms off please," pleaded Angela as she pushed him back towards the bed.
Jack stepped out of his pajama shorts and stood before the bed, facing towards Angela, who knelt down in front of him and reached hesitatingly for him. In their entire married life she had never initiated sex in such an obvious manner.
She knelt forward and began to gently touch his prick, running her fingers over the top, sliding her hand around the little man, at first her hand entirely covered it but as she slipped her fist back and forth it grew through her fingers, until it stood erect and at attention at its full six inches, her left hand swung under his prick and she felt for his balls. She closed her hand gently around his sac and massaged the two nuts slowly. Without thinking, she moved her head down and kissed the tip of his dick. Jack let an involuntary gasp escape from his lips and shuddered at the touch of his wife. She had never before engaged in oral sex, always backing off if he asked, so he had given up even mentioning it.
Suddenly her mouth engulfed his dick head and she slurped it back and forth in her mouth, still massaging his balls and gently moving her fist up and down the shaft. He felt her tongue sliding round his head and then stop as the tip gently pried into his piss slit. he jerked his hips and reached down to run his hands over her hair, moaning his pleasure.
Angela couldn't believe what was happening, she knew the excitement of seeing her sons prick had made her hornier than she had felt in years. The sight of her husbands dick emptying his pee was more than she could stand, she had to touch that dick now, she had to know what it felt like, she wanted to try oral sex. Her pussy was moistening and her nipples were rock hard, she hadn't felt like this in a long time. She had to do this now, she couldn't wait, her need had to be satisfied and so far it felt so good.
She tasted the slightly acid feel of the tiny drop of pee in his slit forced out by her gentle squeezing and jerking, but she also found an underlying tea taste, how weird, but then Jack rarely had coffee. Her mind wandered off to wondering what his pee would taste like if he'd had a diet of ice cream or fruit. Her mind whipped back to the reality of the moment, why had she not done this before, it was certainly exciting for Jack who was moaning and writhing above her, yet she didn't feel overwhelmed by him, he was completely in her control. She was wet now, turned on by how her small ministrations had turned his tiny flaccid cock into what felt like the large erect monster she was fellating with such glorious effect.
Jack wondered what was wrong with his wife, she had never asked for sex before, this was incredible, she was on fire. He had never seen her so alive, her face was flushed and her breasts were heaving under her nightdress. She had asked him to take his shorts off and had dropped to her knees in front of him. Unbelievably, she reached out for his cock and begun to stroke it, the sensation was like silk rubbing around his prick. Now her head bobbed forward and Jack felt his wife's lips close around the head, her tongue swirling round it and her cheeks indenting as she pulled on it sucking it into her mouth. He gasped and his hips jerked forward, the muscles tightening, he fought the urge to fall forward. Her tongue began to pry around his piss slit, whilst her hand slowly moved up and down his shaft, stopping at the little ridges where his foreskin had been attached. Her other hand found his sac. She began to massage his balls gently, squeezing and rolling them round in her hand. He started to feel a familiar sensation, wondering if should would let him cum in her mouth, but before he could warn her, she pulled back, his dick making a slurping sound as it came out her mouth. She stood and Jack felt her hand push him back and he sat on the end of the bed.
She wanted him inside her, she had thought about making him cum in her mouth or pulling up her nightie so it spurted onto her breasts, but now she wanted his dick in her, filling her up and making her orgasm. For her orgasms had never been a problem. Whilst they had always using the missionary position, Jack had always made her come, often finishing before her, he had always continued to thrust into her to make sure she came too.
She scrambled to her feet pushing Jack onto the end of the bed, before stepping over his lap, grabbing his dick and settling down onto it, feeling it push her labial lips aside and roughly enter her vagina. As she settled a small "uhh" of satisfaction came out of her mouth. She felt full and filled, feeling the nobbly edges where his foreskin had been indenting the walls of her vagina, the head pushed up right inside. She pulled at her nightie, scrabbling to remove it so Jack could touch her body if he wished. His hands immediately locked onto her hips, splaying his fingers and slowly sliding them up her sides, it was obvious he wanted to touch her.
She grabbed his tee shirt and lifted it upwards, he reluctantly released his grip to hold his hands over his head so she could remove it. His hand sprang back to her body even as she eased the shirt over his head. Freed of the garment his face lurched forward and his mouth latched onto her right nipple causing bursts of pleasure from her breast to her pussy, as his other hand slid round her back to drag her body towards him.
Angela enjoying the feeling of being full with his stiffness, began to rise up and down slowly, she felt the initial friction between then, she had been wet, but not that wet, but suddenly there was a more intense burst of her lubrication flowing down the walls of her love tunnel, making it easier and more pleasurable. Jack removed his face from her right nipple and located its twin on her left breast, swirling his tongue around in an exquisite manner, sending flashes of lightning through her breast to her pussy. She felt the mounting tide of her pleasure wash over her and she increased her pace.
