Barbro
In the previous chapter I talked about the show Inga had sponsored. In the show I became her son Eric´s first woman and he took me twice more. Inga got on stage too and performed superbly twice. After that I volunteered to become Eric´s sex teacher and was invited to their home to carry it out.
At my first visit I soon found out that Inga wanted Eric to be allowed to take me several times. We fucked before and after dinner and then I was invited to stay the night to give him more opportunities. He took me twice during the night and then again after a rich breakfast.
Inga wanted me to come back for another session already the following Sunday. She wanted me to come already at two o´clock. She didn´t say it but it was obvious that she planned to give Eric several opportunities to fuck me. We started with a pool party that soon turned into a double strip tease where converted C-strings added to the excitement.
Then I gave Eric a thorough lesson about how to caress and please a woman. Inga took an active part by giving advice to Eric. I had him take me in several positions showing him a lot of variations. But to make it a grand finale I let him fuck me in the way he liked. He eagerly took me from behind standing up. He did an excellent job making me cum twice before he cum bringing me with him in a shuddering orgasm.
After recovering we had a nice, leisurely time swimming and playing in the pool and resting in the sun. Inga opened a bottle of champagne and brought delicious small sandwiches on a tray.
After some time, Inga rose and got a refill for the glasses. She didn´t sat down though but moved around the pool aimlessly as if she didn´t know what to do. I went over to her.
"What´s troubling you?" I asked. "Has it got to do with Eric? No need, he performed incredible. You know how many times he made me cum."
She looked relieved for a moment but then her troubled look was back.
"Yes, you are right of course. He did a great job. But why isn´t he excited again. We are moving around in the buff and he doesn´t react to our naked bodies. I thought that boys could do it like rabbits."
"Oh, don´t worry about that. We had an extremely long session ending with an incredible fuck that drained him. And he has got used to us being naked in his presence. Nudeness alone isn´t exciting after a while. It takes something more especially when he is spent and contented like he is now. But he will be able when it´s time, don´t worry about that. You want him to get another round I take it?"
"Oh yes, goodness gracious me, if just you know how much I want him to enjoy you again. It worried me that it looked like he wouldn´t be able," she blurted out.
"You really love him, don´t you?" I asked.
"Oh yes. My goodness, yes. I love him dearly. I want to do everything for him. He is all I have got. But on the same time, I don´t want to spoil him or doing anything improper. He must get a life of his own very soon." She talked partly for herself with a longing look on her face.
"Yes, I can see that you really love him. Nothing wrong with that. It would also be natural if you want him to fuck you. Do you?" I asked. The talk had become so intimate that the question came naturally.
"God almighty, yes. Yes, I would like him to fuck me. If just you know how much I want that. To have his hands and mouth all over my body, to suck his cock into hardness, to feel his cock force its way into my pussy, to feel his hard thrusts when he bangs me, to feel his seed fill my pussy. Oh, goodness gracious me, how much I long for that. But that´s out of the question of course. Having the condom with his seed in my pussy is as close as I will come. And I really mean it. Not only because it´s improper and forbidden but it would be beyond my moral limit. And I really think it might spoil our relationship. Maybe I have already overstepped the line by doing what I am doing now. Being in the nude with him I mean. But that is as far as it goes. But I will do what I can to give him the best upbringing there is."
"And that includes what we are doing now I am sure," I said giggling trying to ease her tense mood. And it worked. She laughed and looked more at ease.
"Well, I had better get more decent then," she said and went to pick up her panties, the converted C-string. She wriggled it into place and put high heeled sandals on. She rose and looked contented. "Feel good, really good," she said giggling. She looked gorgeous.
I did the same and agreed that the lump felt genuinely nice in my pussy after the previous exercise.
"Time for dinner, isn´t it. I could do with some help if you feel like it. As I said we will have grilled meat and eat out here." She moved us over to the grill and fired it up. "Feel like making the salad?"
We moved around cooking dinner rather much in the raw. Eric joined us after a while. I asked him to help me lay the table. I suddenly caught him staring at Inga who stood at the grill. He looked at her admiringly. I moved closer to him.
"Yes, look at your mother, what a lovely sight she is. She looks really gorgeous, doesn´t she?" I said loudly to Eric. "Look at her extremely elegant figure, slim, long-legged and with those lovely boobs." Inga heard what I was saying and looked proud. She straightened her back. "See how well she carries herself to make the best of what she has to show. See how straight she stands with her shoulders held back and how that lifts and pushes her big boobs forward" I added but now in a low voice only for Eric to hear.
Inga stood silent taking in my sudden praise. Her face had flushed but she looked proud. Suddenly she turned around as if she had got shy. But she did it without haste and didn´t try to cover anything.
"And look at her backside. It´s as lovely as her front. See how much her pear-shaped ass adds to the elegancy of her figure. And see how nicely the slender thighs attach to the ass especially as both ass and thighs are so well muscled. You are an incredibly lucky boy to have such a good-looking mother." I had raised my voice again making sure that Inga could hear.
"Yes, she looks great. Real great," Eric blurted out.
I thought for a moment that I had put it on a bit too thick when Inga blushed even more but then I saw that she had got really proud and very happy from the sudden praise from her son.
Inga stood at the grill with her back against us for a while moving the steaks around. Then she moved to get an apron which she put on. It was wide enough to also cover her ass but left the shoulders and arms bare. She handed me one too.
"We always dress for dinner," she said with a giggle. "Eric, put on your clothes. Dinner is ready."
We had a very nice time. The food was excellent and the wine a perfect match, but she made sure that we didn´t drink too much. Eric wasn´t allowed more than one glass.
When the table was cleared, and the leftovers stowed away in the outdoor fridge Inga started to look impatient. We both had felt that Eric had recovered.
I went to Inga when she stood at the pool side out of Eric´s earshot.
"You think it´s time for the fuck you promised? I am sure that Eric has recovered by now," she said eagerly suddenly looking revived.
"Yes of course we will," I said. "But I have a suggestion. Let´s put on a show for Eric," I said.
"A show? What kind of show?" she asked a bit puzzled.
"You know, you and I making it out with each other," I said trying to sound casual.
"But . . . but I am not a lesbian. And what would the purpose of that be?" She hadn´t said no, I noted. She was getting curious about what I had in mind.
"Neither am I. But it can be fun anyhow now and then. The purpose of course is educational. A good lover must know how to caress. That´s what we have taught Eric today, the basics anyway. He needs practice of course. But we both know that what makes a man a master lover is that he is inventive and does unexpected things. And that can´t be taught. He must get inspiration from somewhere. And what better inspiration is there than watching two women together?"
